Thursday, April 21, 2011

Bitter.

My lips are chapped, and cut open, from screaming at You the truth.
but, You still don't want to hear it, I guess You know what You want.
I guess You faked Me out once again, way to go, You had Me fooled.
For once I felt happy, but I realized it was because of You.
but now You don't need Me, I realized it was You.
if I had My way You would be sitting here with Me,
telling about all Your craziest dreams.
Gawsh, I could listen for hours.
you like to talk, i like to listen.
we fit together like two hands making one.
now all I can think about is the silence separating
all I can think about is Her hand in the one that's supposed to be Mine.
I guess being bitter is better.

Monday, April 18, 2011

You.


I hate when You don't laugh.
I hate when You don't smile.
I hate when You don't live.
I hate when You don't care about Yourself.
I hate when You don't Love.

I HATE when She takes away Your laugh.
I HATE when She takes away Your smile.
I HATE when She doesn't let You live.
I HATE when She Doesn't care about You.
I HATE when I know She'll never love You, like I love You.

I Hate that You can't see I just want to watch You laugh.
I Hate that You can't see I just want to make You smile.
I hate that You can't see I just want You to live freely.
I hate that You can't see I Just want You to feel whole.
I Hate that You can't see I just Love You completely with everything.

You hate that I talk badly about My self.
well I hate that You love Me like I am.
You hate that I never feel happy.
I hate that You can't see how happy I am with You.



BEYOND ALL I HATE THAT YOU CAN'T SEE SHE DOESN'T LOVE YOU.
I HATE THAT YOU CAN'T SEE I ALWAYS HAVE.
I HATE THAT I HATE EVERYTHING I CAN'T HAVE.
But, the only thing I truly love, is you.