Thought of hatred run through my mind, as I think, what type of person am I? You hurt me in so many ways; you could never imagine this pain.
Listening to people tell me this and that, I would let my ears hear the facts. Yet now I regret what I did not want to hear and hold my head down in shame, no fear.
I’m scared of the thought of what came this fear I feel is from the lies of scorn. I am always alone never with the one I truly do love.
Concealed by dreams that will never be true I desperately follow you. Walking close like a shadow of yours not knowing truly what was to come.
The pain you felt from my distantness is only because I couldn’t wish. I didn’t wish for things to be better for life to be just like my dream. I didn’t wish for happiness so I was giving the other, it was as if it was hand picked.
I took what was given and didn’t say a word, my destiny that was missing so much love. Oh there it is that word again why can’t I have it do I seem so selfish.
I did what I want I do what I want I am what I want to be, is what I told myself. I never thought that manipulation was real, it seem to be a mind thing that only the weak could feel.
Well I guess I am weak or was who knows. I only know about how I feel, wait I don’t even know about that I’m hopeless.
Listening to people tell me this and that, I would let my ears hear the facts. Yet now I regret what I did not want to hear and hold my head down in shame, no fear.
I’m scared of the thought of what came this fear I feel is from the lies of scorn. I am always alone never with the one I truly do love.
Concealed by dreams that will never be true I desperately follow you. Walking close like a shadow of yours not knowing truly what was to come.
The pain you felt from my distantness is only because I couldn’t wish. I didn’t wish for things to be better for life to be just like my dream. I didn’t wish for happiness so I was giving the other, it was as if it was hand picked.
I took what was given and didn’t say a word, my destiny that was missing so much love. Oh there it is that word again why can’t I have it do I seem so selfish.
I did what I want I do what I want I am what I want to be, is what I told myself. I never thought that manipulation was real, it seem to be a mind thing that only the weak could feel.
Well I guess I am weak or was who knows. I only know about how I feel, wait I don’t even know about that I’m hopeless.
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