I loved you.
What did I get for it?
Nothing but depression
I wanted you so badly
That I would beg and plead to God
Every Sunday at church
I was like a child,
Asking my mother for the one lollipop
That was on the counter at the grocery
Then I think again
After a long time
"Was it worth it?"
I then remember
That I didn't even like the flavor
It was the worst flavor
It was the worst of all
But I still wanted it
Because I was blind
I cried
Because she never bought it
And I wanted that one
I then imagined
What I would do
If my mother had bought it
With my childlike mind,
I would have been overjoyed
To merely have it in my hand
But with who I am now,
I would've tossed it to the ground
And crushed it with my heel
This is what you have done to me
Feel better?
Me neither.
Nov 16, 2014
Nov 16, 2014 at 10:34 AM UTC
I loved you.
What did I get for it?
Nothing but depression
I wanted you so badly
That I would beg and plead to God
Every Sunday at church
I was like a child,
Asking my mother for the one lollipop
That was on the counter at the grocery
Then I think again
After a long time
"Was it worth it?"
I then remember
That I didn't even like the flavor
It was the worst flavor
It was the worst of all
But I still wanted it
Because I was blind
I cried
Because she never bought it
And I wanted that one
I then imagined
What I would do
If my mother had bought it
With my childlike mind,
I would have been overjoyed
To merely have it in my hand
But with who I am now,
I would've tossed it to the ground
And crushed it with my heel
This is what you have done to me
Feel better?
Me neither.
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