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I hate myself for thinking that you cared... |
I thought that you were genuine, I thought that we would last But when I realized I was only a burden, I’m guessing that was that. I was never really loved, I was never really cherished Just some backup in the sea of friends, Lost in all the second chances. And I did give you second chances, and third, and fourth, and fifth But by the time forty fourth was up, I asked “do you really care” on forty fifth. And that’s when the truth came out, in poetry just as I That forty fifth was forty four too many, and our love had already died… Or was it even love to begin with, I ask myself all the time I was used, abused, in need of love, and just really only shoved aside… I needed that rock to cling to, I really thought that of both you and I But when the veil was finally lifted, it was only I… only I… Only I stood on that rock, and I watched you sail away On a ship in that sea of friends, On your way to a better play. I watched, and I cried, and I sobbed, Please come back to get me… But it turns out, no, you wouldn’t… and kept going until I couldn’t see… You say you’re stupid for trusting, stupid for letting people in Stupid for thinking people would leave you alone, But stupid me never did. So now you say, apparently, that all you wanted was a smile A once in a while comfort, that I gave all the miles. You never wanted consistency, just someone for a hug A little thing here, a listening ear, I might as well be hung... All I ever wanted, all I EVER wanted, Was a best friend, a sister To love and to cherish, But here’s the actual twister… I never got it… Because guess what? I thought that you were genuine… |