Wednesday, February 22, 2006


I watch how the moon
sits in the sky in the dark night
Shining with the light from the sun
The sun doesn't give light to the moon
assuming the moon’s going to owe it one

It makes me think of how you act to me
You do favors and then rapidly
You just turn around
and start asking me about things
you want back from me

I'm sick of the tension
sick of the hunger
Sick of you acting like I owe you this
Find another place to feed your greed
While I find a place to rest

I want to be in another place
I hate when you say you don’t understand
(You’ll see it's not meant to be)
I want to be in the energy, not with the enemy
A place for my head

Maybe someday
I’ll be just like you
and step on people like you do
and run away the people
I thought I knew

I remember back then who you were
YOU used to be calm
used to be strong
Used to be generous
but you should’ve known
that you’d wear out your welcome
now you see how quiet it is
ALL ALONE

YOU TRY TO TAKE THE BEST OF ME
GO AWAY.

Shut up.

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