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It was summer when I realized the mess I got myself into The way our so called friendship made me feel, like a numb cadaver And your presence was the thing to shift between my moods And how I couldn't stand a single look at you Your mind is damaged and it shows And your body isn't the case, you know? Your looks aren't priority, though it sometimes may be the cause of averting my eyes I guess I should've known better than making a deeper cut “Why” you may ask What have you done, something so horrible I wouldn't give you a single glance with my bloodshot eyes And cringe whenever you try to touch me I misunderstood the whole situation I never thought you could get so clingy and attached So instead of giving you what you want I Gave you what I need, sweet separation like for Siam's sisters Maybe it was harsh, maybe it was blunt That when I confronted you, it slit your throat And you cried into your hands while I didn't shed a tear Didn't show how it hurt because at that time I felt nothing I still do, I feel the nothingness to your mind, body and soul But you seem to come back, though I want you to leave me alone And your company drives me places I don't want to be ever again Because they scream ****** right into my face I probably killed a part of your little poor self with these scissors I used to cut the ties connecting us when it was a new moon Night, when I wished you'll forget about the kiss That wasn't meant to be done in my light headed state You know what? I got rid of the orange ChapStick I hate “french lessons” how we called it And I'd rather cut my lips than to ever connect them with somebody's again And now more than ever I know That cutting the ties was the best decision And now more than ever I appreciate That homophobic grandpa who interrupted When we came for a second try Because without that happening I'd probably lose my mind You know I'm the one to believe my crows When they say what they've heard and seen I know it's not a lie, yet there's someone I little hold in doubt For saying something about you, how you said what I've done If what they say is true, shame on you I thought you had the decency to keep it a secret One thing, two things, doesn't matter how many You said everything I wanted you not to share And you did it even before When we were “friends”, by the way And from innocent mistake you made lustful charade How dare you use me like that, making me seem less than I already am? You knew I didn't feel a thing around you Everyone knew So did you feel the urge to feed your ego on Being “the one” I lost my barrier with I made out wildly with I felt deep connection with I'd share my heart with Don't make me laugh, this is pathetic I don't know what you wanted out of this But I can tell it's nothing I would want Yes, this seems selfish but it's not like I care anymore Not because you hurt me, not in a slightest I am invincible to those “romantic” tricks, remember? I don't care anymore because I lost hope in you And I lost trust in you, oh, how bruised it is So, we will have a talk, one last time And who knows, maybe I'm just falsely accusing you Or maybe I'll walk out with scissors covered in blood Gently dripping to the floor, making a river, flowing away with silent whimper “I'll never let go” like that cheesy Titanic quote What a shame I already did, many times before But as I said, I don't really care anymore Doesn't matter how many times you'll try, I'll just cut you some more So, we had a talk And you said the exact opposite of what I've heard I'm confused, what is the truth? I can't decide who's throwing dirt on who But I'm tired of everything I'm tired of trying to find out who lies to me All I want is to know how it really was You two need to talk and make up your minds Before talking to me Probably feeding me with more lies
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Dec 25, 2018
Dec 25, 2018 at 12:36 PM UTC
Scissors
It was summer when I realized the mess I got myself into The way our so called friendship made me feel, like a numb cadaver And your presence was the thing to shift between my moods And how I couldn't stand a single look at you Your mind is damaged and it shows And your body isn't the case, you know? Your looks aren't priority, though it sometimes may be the cause of averting my eyes I guess I should've known better than making a deeper cut “Why” you may ask What have you done, something so horrible I wouldn't give you a single glance with my bloodshot eyes And cringe whenever you try to touch me I misunderstood the whole situation I never thought you could get so clingy and attached So instead of giving you what you want I Gave you what I need, sweet separation like for Siam's sisters Maybe it was harsh, maybe it was blunt That when I confronted you, it slit your throat And you cried into your hands while I didn't shed a tear Didn't show how it hurt because at that time I felt nothing I still do, I feel the nothingness to your mind, body and soul But you seem to come back, though I want you to leave me alone And your company drives me places I don't want to be ever again Because they scream ****** right into my face I probably killed a part of your little poor self with these scissors I used to cut the ties connecting us when it was a new moon Night, when I wished you'll forget about the kiss That wasn't meant to be done in my light headed state You know what? I got rid of the orange ChapStick I hate “french lessons” how we called it And I'd rather cut my lips than to ever connect them with somebody's again And now more than ever I know That cutting the ties was the best decision And now more than ever I appreciate That homophobic grandpa who interrupted When we came for a second try Because without that happening I'd probably lose my mind You know I'm the one to believe my crows When they say what they've heard and seen I know it's not a lie, yet there's someone I little hold in doubt For saying something about you, how you said what I've done If what they say is true, shame on you I thought you had the decency to keep it a secret One thing, two things, doesn't matter how many You said everything I wanted you not to share And you did it even before When we were “friends”, by the way And from innocent mistake you made lustful charade How dare you use me like that, making me seem less than I already am? You knew I didn't feel a thing around you Everyone knew So did you feel the urge to feed your ego on Being “the one” I lost my barrier with I made out wildly with I felt deep connection with I'd share my heart with Don't make me laugh, this is pathetic I don't know what you wanted out of this But I can tell it's nothing I would want Yes, this seems selfish but it's not like I care anymore Not because you hurt me, not in a slightest I am invincible to those “romantic” tricks, remember? I don't care anymore because I lost hope in you And I lost trust in you, oh, how bruised it is So, we will have a talk, one last time And who knows, maybe I'm just falsely accusing you Or maybe I'll walk out with scissors covered in blood Gently dripping to the floor, making a river, flowing away with silent whimper “I'll never let go” like that cheesy Titanic quote What a shame I already did, many times before But as I said, I don't really care anymore Doesn't matter how many times you'll try, I'll just cut you some more So, we had a talk And you said the exact opposite of what I've heard I'm confused, what is the truth? I can't decide who's throwing dirt on who But I'm tired of everything I'm tired of trying to find out who lies to me All I want is to know how it really was You two need to talk and make up your minds Before talking to me Probably feeding me with more lies
For a girl who clung onto me rather too much
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16/F/Czech Republic
Dec 25, 2018
Dec 25, 2018 at 12:36 PM UTC
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