By Arcassin Burnham



Loved you,
like my sister,
loved you,
like my mother,
baby it hurts,
baby it hurts,

hated you,
like a enemy,
hated you,
like an associate,
baby it hurts,
baby it hurts

my pride wont let me cry,
do you see what im coming from,
without that kiss,
feelings die,
sorrow to pray with the nuns,

molded you,
like a baby,
molded you,
like a soldier,
it stings alot,
it stings alot,

created you,
like a drawing,
created you,
like a feature,
it stings alot,
it stings alot,

explicit as your attitude mite be,
i say its worth it,
after the stars are alined,
you may see that you were chosen,
by the thorn.