I don't understand
and I'm trying but nothing ever seems clear
mainly I want to know Why?
why I care so much for those who don't seem to reciprocate
or not in the way I supposedly deserve
and my rose colored glasses
that seem permanently glued on
only hinder me in the process
when I only get glimpses of reality
it's a fog I'm living in
I know you're wrong
yet I still care for you and can't stop
and it's my fatal flaw
and I'm living my own tragic romance
for I can't seem to stop
caring no matter how deep the wound cuts
I never seem to get scars
I remember them but its so hard not to give second chances
than third...fourth...fifth..sixth
and who doesn't deserve a seventh chance
it's a lucky number right
and people grow and change
and it's always a new day
and my inability to enter the realm of reality
is slowly crippling me
how much more can my heart be stabbed
by the ones who've stabbed it time and time again
and it screams in agony for me to change my ways
but I just don't know how to
Jan 26, 2014
Jan 26, 2014 at 4:02 PM UTC
I don't understand
and I'm trying but nothing ever seems clear
mainly I want to know Why?
why I care so much for those who don't seem to reciprocate
or not in the way I supposedly deserve
and my rose colored glasses
that seem permanently glued on
only hinder me in the process
when I only get glimpses of reality
it's a fog I'm living in
I know you're wrong
yet I still care for you and can't stop
and it's my fatal flaw
and I'm living my own tragic romance
for I can't seem to stop
caring no matter how deep the wound cuts
I never seem to get scars
I remember them but its so hard not to give second chances
than third...fourth...fifth..sixth
and who doesn't deserve a seventh chance
it's a lucky number right
and people grow and change
and it's always a new day
and my inability to enter the realm of reality
is slowly crippling me
how much more can my heart be stabbed
by the ones who've stabbed it time and time again
and it screams in agony for me to change my ways
but I just don't know how to
