no one knows
how much it hurts
to see you laugh with her.
it churns up hatred,
and something else
i can't detect,
but i keep it all inside;
you're happy now,
and that's what matters most.
so as she sips her cherry cola,
and you kissed her red-stained lips,
i can only hope
you're dreaming they were mine.
i dont know what this its six in the morning i dont even know why im awake