Take your hands and your eyes
and walk away
take the body that broke the promises,
the body that couldn’t stay
Take the letters I wrote
from you to me in my mind
I painted a picture of who I thought we’d be
you painted over it through time
You can’t stop me from dreaming,
in between sobbing, screaming
over a you I don’t know
I’m not asking you to come back,
you can just go
You were someone I loved,
now just someone I don’t need to know
I made you like yourself,
poor thing
You don’t think you’re good enough,
sure thing
You’ve created the truth
which I knew was a lie
Run into the music,
leave me to cry
I’m much better off
me, myself, and I
No comments:
Post a Comment