I'm tired of everything around me
And everyone beside of me
There all fake, They all will flea
When the storm comes they'll be gone
They use me like a store,they come and go but they never stay
It's like i'm dispensable, Ball me up and throw me away
It's like I'm their own ******* Lay-Away
I'm sorry if this upsets you
Actually I'm not, I mean to offend you
I hope this hurts as much you hurt me cause I'm tired
I'm simply tired with not just you with but everyone's ********
My friends are fake in more then one way
But I don't do a **** thing about it but complain
I believe it's come this, To this conclusion that I'd rather be alone
May sound harsh but it's the truth cause everything I do slowly turns back on me, Specially when it comes to him
I'm simply tired of being confused about him and his feelings
Takes a toll on you, It really does
Every night I try to sleep away the pain but it does not dissolve
Instead the tiredness of keeping it block let's it slip in to my dreams
Which turn into nightmares an those nightmares remind me of what was done to me
Nov 9, 2017
Nov 9, 2017 at 2:20 PM UTC
I'm tired of everything around me
And everyone beside of me
There all fake, They all will flea
When the storm comes they'll be gone
They use me like a store,they come and go but they never stay
It's like i'm dispensable, Ball me up and throw me away
It's like I'm their own ******* Lay-Away
I'm sorry if this upsets you
Actually I'm not, I mean to offend you
I hope this hurts as much you hurt me cause I'm tired
I'm simply tired with not just you with but everyone's ********
My friends are fake in more then one way
But I don't do a **** thing about it but complain
I believe it's come this, To this conclusion that I'd rather be alone
May sound harsh but it's the truth cause everything I do slowly turns back on me, Specially when it comes to him
I'm simply tired of being confused about him and his feelings
Takes a toll on you, It really does
Every night I try to sleep away the pain but it does not dissolve
Instead the tiredness of keeping it block let's it slip in to my dreams
Which turn into nightmares an those nightmares remind me of what was done to me
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