I hate how people I love treat me sometimes. I hate how I can't get a job. I hate how I can never seem to write what I feel I need to write. I hate how I look most days. I hate how desperate I am sometimes and I hate how I hide it. |
You used to tell me to suck it up
How do you like me "sucking it up" now...
He slept on ice the size of life
Slippery down to the last inch...
He slept on ice the size of life
Slippery down to the last inch...
Biting tongues,
Crossing fingers...
Welcome memory
Welcome loss...
Be serious when the situation calls for it
But be crazy any other time...
Well I've got my note written
All I need are the bullets...
With one more thing you scream, it's one more breath she holds. With one more thing you throw, it's one more time she shakes. Your anger gets out of control and she's the only one that knows it. |
He hears her cry when we don't hear her at all. |
Trust begins to slip and frowns begin to show. Between being ignored and being insulted, there are tiny sparks of friendship. I see you changing yourself into a stranger and I think; What if I'm just changing my view? |