Just admit I'll never make you happy.
Only because you're all I can't be.
No one will ever swallow their pride,
And know me without trying to hide.
I'm sorry if I seem so down on life.
Maybe I just know what's real tonight.
What if I'm not really a pessimist?
It's just you're not used to this.
Can I not share an unbiased view?
Or must I share everything with you?
How can you tell me you love me so,
And say my outlook makes you let go?
How can you hate me just like you do?
And love me too much to come unglued?
I tell you my glass isn't half empty.
And you can not half fill it for me.
For you pissing in it, I'm flattered,
Too bad my glass is already shattered.
How do you dream of a future so bleak?
When you can defy every word I speak.
Should I smile as I'm being used?
To say 'I love you too' as I'm abused.
Let me hold you close to push you away.
So lying about love is all we will say.
The ice I have wrapped around my heart,
Makes me not care what shit you start.
The fire in my soul makes my body burn.
So I feel nothing as your knife turns.
Can things ever change for the better?
As I sign in blood to end this letter.
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