he swore to
try and love
God for me
dragged his
knuckles on
my driveway
and said he
was planning
on giving up
some of those
things anyway
but I know
better, I know
it's not that
easy and that
he still talks
to those faces
because these
people are only
bad to me, and
not to him, never
to him, because he
only ever tried to
recognize the bad
for me, but every
thing was just an
act. Why is every
thing just an act
just silly promises
that no one ever
really means.