Rereading conversations Remembering the past You love him You hate to say it I'm your metaphorical God You're depressed You want to go home You want to leave the town You already left You have to come back Life is rough Living as a misfit No one will understand Understand your depression Unless they have felt it Sadness for no reason Feeling like a freak Like a misfit Because of the way you feel Yet you have to appologize For the things they did They need to apologize to you For being an ignerent **** Expecting you to be happy When all you want to do is cry You thought you left this town Tear soaked bed Makeup smuged pillows Terrible memories Terrible mistakes Terrible guilt You thought you left it all behind But you didn't You have to be the stronger person Even though you're Breaking at the seams You aren't apologizing anymore For their ignorance They won't understand Just wanting to sleep Cry Cut Tear the skin off of their body The awkwardness The innocent watching You hate yourself And your feelings You want to go back to where you came from Leave this town Leave it a mystery if your coming back Ever Or never You're still stuck With the tear soaked bed And makeup smuged pillows You don't know if you can handle it I'm here I'm going to help you Help you through those terrible nights That, that I promise you will happen
This is a conversation between my best friend and I. It was sad how poetic the conversation was.