Please leave me alone
Just let me be
Your desires are a mystery
Just leave.
I don't know
What you want from me anymore
You are a manic depressive cyclone.
Stop swinging.
I can't see
Why you flaunt yourself in front of me.
For nothing I want with you can happen in this reality.
Stop taunting.
If someone told you of my feelings, they are true.
But you pass me by and my heart fills with glue.
I'm not to be but on a string, and am not here to amuse you.
Stop hurting.
Sometimes you sound like you want to hear what I say.
Or brush your hands against mine and get close enough to stay.
Sometimes you even look me in the deep in the eyes and swoop me away.
Stop playing.
Just leave.
Jan 22, 2013
Jan 22, 2013 at 10:23 PM UTC
Please leave me alone
Just let me be
Your desires are a mystery
Just leave.
I don't know
What you want from me anymore
You are a manic depressive cyclone.
Stop swinging.
I can't see
Why you flaunt yourself in front of me.
For nothing I want with you can happen in this reality.
Stop taunting.
If someone told you of my feelings, they are true.
But you pass me by and my heart fills with glue.
I'm not to be but on a string, and am not here to amuse you.
Stop hurting.
Sometimes you sound like you want to hear what I say.
Or brush your hands against mine and get close enough to stay.
Sometimes you even look me in the deep in the eyes and swoop me away.
Stop playing.
Just leave.
