It's not the first time
that you've made me cry
and quite honestly,
it better be the last.
Not that you'd even know
you're never around to see it happen
you only ever get
the aftermath, the quiet
and resigned me, the one
who calmly discusses
but you have no idea
and i've turned into a mute
And all that's left
is the ugly debris
when a strong, raging fire
has been destroyed
smoke and ash,
and chilling silence
The cold settles in
And no doubt, you'll walk away
After finding some way
to blame me
I woke up this morning
and decided to let you call the shots
from here on in.
John Mayer once sang- Doesn't it scare you, doesn't it PISS you off, your will is not as strong as it used to be. It was live in 2007. I think the song was 'Back To You.'
I feel pretty damn stupid. I feel like an idiot. If this wasn't me, if this was someone else, if this was someone I loved, I'd tell them they were being stupid.
8th chances, 9th chances, chances into the double digits.
I'm so good at forgetting. I quit every game I play.
The joke's going to be on me.
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