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Faithfully, your fool

I have to much faith, and even whe im told im being a fool I don’t listen because I have faith in you

 

And so many times you’ve let me down, to the point where im begging you just to come around

 

Just to be my friend, you always said your there

 

I guess this time its different, this time im too much.

 

I blame myself for asking in my best friend to allow me to trust.

 

That ***** on the phone was more important, that test more deserving.

 

Preaching listen to the living before they become the dead

 

Here I am begging you to listen but instead seeing how I was just being taken for granted

 

I curse at myself for letting me get like that, so attached that I need to talk to you when im alone

 

it feels like you don’t care, even though the evidence it stalking up against you

 

“this is when true colours are shown”

“you don’t have money this week why do you think hes not around”

 

I still wait, because I have faith

 

Your skin is marked with black ink, your grandfathers said just have some faith and you will understand

 

I don’t think you’ll ever understand what its like to put someone before yourself

 

You keep everyone as a opition and I guess that’s my fault for making you a priority

 

Why would I expect something like that?

 

It might say you’re a man, by the year you where born

 

some man you are treating women as pray

 

Bringing them close and saying sweet words all the while just to satisfy your hunger

 

Then come and preach that we are just not animals but something more, jumping on everything we see is disgusting

 

But I have faith that one day you will see

 

The hurt you cause and one day you might grow up to the man I know your destined to become

 

Everyone speaks and says that you’re the bad one, and that im blind if I cant see that the money is the main reason we share so many memories

 

But I still maintain my faith in you

 

My heart is big and maybe that’s my fault that I wont walk away when something good went wrong

 

But I put my faith in you that you will pull through at the end

 

Then again I was always good at playing pretend

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Dec 6, 2012
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