She won''t look you in the eye when she tells you she loves you.
(she doesn’t know what love means)
And her mouth is dry when she hears you say it.
(she knows one can not truly love what they don’t know)

This is the antonym of being happy
Feeling stressed sad or angry.
For you my fellow I have a friendly tip
All you need is to follow me and dig dip.

Together with your hate and regret
Take a deep breath.
Then take time and look at the sky
To watch those beautiful stars say "Hi".

all I need to hear from you is that

you're sorry for ******* this up
sorry for making this
so unbearable for me
sorry for stepping on me
on my last attempt
up

won't you just tell me that

you forgive me for not always
giving you my all
but tell me that you know I did my best
at many times
and that you're sorry
you didn't

all I want from you is an apology for

showing me no respect
or heed
chrushing my last shred of
self-respect
and then leaving me
for her

all I want

is a sign of
soul
in you

won't you just
care
for me

now when we lost
everything else

Preparing for my yearly visit
down south
I was glad to learn
that I need not yearn
Friday mornings will not be empty
on my return

You're looking out
Of private eyes
Wearing shades
In disguise
But your soul-talk
Never lies.

You hide in dresses
Garish red
You break your back
You break your bed
Can't you get it
Through your head?
One more shot
You may be dead.

Russian Roulette's
No game to play
It's all a gamble
As you say
Want to live
Another day?
If you die...
You'd better PRAY.

You strut the streets
You sail in yachts
Your jetsetter life
Is paid for. Bought.
You can go to Fiji
But your thoughts
Are still around
They can't be fought.

You drink & drug
To hide the scars
Wear long sleeves
For all the mars
A lowlife *****
A superstar
Wherever you go...

... there you are.


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