Pathetic

by stop falling...   Mar 4, 2005


Pathetic.
Thats what they're calling me.
And i must say,
Thats what i am, when my hearts not free.

I can't help it if it took control
Now my heart thinks for me,
Even when your evil takes a toll.
It's with you ,I'm meant to be.

I know i can't make you love me,
and its pathetic that i try.
But no one gets how i die a Lil inside, every empty day that passes by.

So call me foolish, pathetic, or blind
It won't make a difference, i I've made up my mind.
Unfortunately my love is so dam true
That I'll forever pathetically keep loving you.

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