Fifty shades of Gray, spattered across my eyes
Some call it abuse, that comes to no surprise
Why do these people hate me so much?
Why do I hate myself?
Why is it that I'd rather die than give my pain to somebody else.
I don't want you to feel what I feel because I'm afraid;
I'm afraid you'll never recover, neither heal;
from the Judgement, misinterpreting
And misunderstanding, your too frail.
I won't put u through what I'm going through;
I Love You too much to do that to you.
And one day you'll remember me and I'll be long gone.
These thoughts will forever play in your head like a song;
The words will thump in your head like a drum
Fifty shades of gray, A neutral color to some.
Apr 25, 2014
Apr 25, 2014 at 10:52 PM UTC
Fifty shades of Gray, spattered across my eyes
Some call it abuse, that comes to no surprise
Why do these people hate me so much?
Why do I hate myself?
Why is it that I'd rather die than give my pain to somebody else.
I don't want you to feel what I feel because I'm afraid;
I'm afraid you'll never recover, neither heal;
from the Judgement, misinterpreting
And misunderstanding, your too frail.
I won't put u through what I'm going through;
I Love You too much to do that to you.
And one day you'll remember me and I'll be long gone.
These thoughts will forever play in your head like a song;
The words will thump in your head like a drum
Fifty shades of gray, A neutral color to some.
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