But if i had to write something,
I guess it would go a little like this,
Getting stabed in the back, they do it for kicks,
But really all it makes me feel like is shit,
People can say all they want to say,
Say your words, i wont believe them anyday,
Actions speak louder if you havent heard,
But even actions become lies which is fucking absurd,
I dont want to give you the reasons of things unseen,
But i have been thinking, your really just mean,
The way you say you dont lie, when you really do,
Then you blame it on not wanting to see me hurt,
But really do you know what hurts me the most?
When you lie! Because i have to convince myself my life is real,
And when you lie its just one more thing saying i cant feel,
My whole life has been lies and its hard to say,
A thing or two about me.
I guess if you knew a thing or two about me,
I wouldnt be writting this rediculus thing,
I guess you didnt know i was scared,
I guess you didnt know that i can not see,
And things get in the way and YOU blind me,
I guess i didnt know a thing or two about you,
Because all im saying now is a thing or two i should of knew,
You type faster then you think,
Dont you need time to get your plan together,
How you should say those things and crush me?
I dont want to know a thing or two about love,
Sayings of which i have none,
You threw all you oportunitys away,
But i never got any! No one let me stay,
Want to speak to me, then say something,
Want me to believe you then,
Too bad, Ill tell you a thing or two about
Yourself, and its going to be bad..
by
aqua4everposted on 06/23/2008