joi, 5 august 2010

frustration

i'm that good-for-nothing
always there for you
i'm that disgusting thing
holding your head when you cry
i'm the one you need
and every time i bleed
because your words cut me
you scream, you hit, you leave

just shut up
close that ugly mouth
eat those words
let them slide
up yours
i no longer care
i will be in pain
and then i'll go
away
far, so far
your words won't reach
my heart
i swear this is the last time
you ever hurt me

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