Not too sure how to take this one.
People talk a lot of shit like they get me,
Wondering why the fuck am I on this high horse?
I’ll be honest, I do use it as a moral excuse.
But isn’t that be the way it should be?
Now let’s be completely honest shall we?
For the most part I’m just scared.
I’ve had people come and go so damn often
I find it hard to just “give” someone this.
Because what if they just leave? Then what?
It’s not something I’m ashamed of…mostly.
I’m a coward for a good reason.
I see something inside me that no one else sees.
Not even her. Something that scares the shit out of me.
I’ve never really given a solid reason for why I am the way I am.
Fuck man those bitches really know how to push my buttons.
Showing me images of violence and horror.
Some shit I just couldn’t bring myself to tell her.
Everyone has a little bit of a fucked up side.
But I’m starting to see how easily she can bring me down.
I just want things to go back to the way they were,
To a day when I had no worry and no doubt.
My heart is weighing far too heavy for me to carry on my own.
I hope that maybe one day she might come my way
But she’s pretty hard headed so I’m not really counting on it.
Things are just getting so damn hard for me right now,
I should’ve just kept my mouth shut…like usual.
She said that it would’ve killed me if not,
But it’s still killing me more-so none the less.
I wish she could see what was right in front of her.
However, they did say that I would die alone
And a violent death as well.
Maybe they’re right, who the fuck knows.
I promised and swore that I’d never leave,
But I’m broken, unsure of how to fix myself anymore.
She’s constantly on my mind it’s getting pretty bad
Whenever I think of her or see her
All I want to do is hold her.
But she said no more, so I backed off…hurting just a bit.
Not sure at all how to take this one.