When the anger begins to set in, I feel as if the weight of the world rests
on my shoulders.
It burns me with the fire of a thousand suns
I have to lash out
Were you there, standing behind me? Hoping for the best...expecting the worst?
You’ve been gone so long, I can scarcely remember the details of your face
In a time when acceptance was the only thing that could put out the fire,
all you had was more fuel for the flame.
One day I’ll forget but now that you’ve shown your true colors
Your bright, hypocritical colors
I don’t find it necessary to forgive
I was there every time you were lost and unsure of yourself
A helping hand when those closest to you had let go
Yet you walked out on me when I was too scared to find my own way
Hating you keeps me going
The horrible things you said are a constant reminder
I’ll never stop what I’m doing to be better
There are things you’ve accomplished that I never will
Only because I’ve never wanted to
Blessings in disguise come at strange times
And the light of the truth often shines when you least expect it
Jul 24, 2016
Jul 24, 2016 at 5:20 PM UTC
When the anger begins to set in, I feel as if the weight of the world rests
on my shoulders.
It burns me with the fire of a thousand suns
I have to lash out
Were you there, standing behind me? Hoping for the best...expecting the worst?
You’ve been gone so long, I can scarcely remember the details of your face
In a time when acceptance was the only thing that could put out the fire,
all you had was more fuel for the flame.
One day I’ll forget but now that you’ve shown your true colors
Your bright, hypocritical colors
I don’t find it necessary to forgive
I was there every time you were lost and unsure of yourself
A helping hand when those closest to you had let go
Yet you walked out on me when I was too scared to find my own way
Hating you keeps me going
The horrible things you said are a constant reminder
I’ll never stop what I’m doing to be better
There are things you’ve accomplished that I never will
Only because I’ve never wanted to
Blessings in disguise come at strange times
And the light of the truth often shines when you least expect it
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