Often things go over my head Miss subliminal meaning in words said Am I really ****** because I do not understand Innuendos the rest of the room can? I will be the first to admit I'm unaware There is more inside my skull than empty air I remember when I was able to rely on my gut When I wasn't always asking "what?" Nowadays I am constantly left out I am never quite sure what you're talking about In the dark I am kept away In a room shaded black and grey Silence locks truth up tight Concealing it out of my sight Everybody is in on the most public joke Except me beause I'm too blind to see through the smoke I hope you don't think I'm ****** for asking questions I am intelligent I just don't pay attention My gullible nature may make me a breeze to trick But the fact you see me as a target is sick Sometimes I get the punchline too late That doesn't make me a less suitable mate Sorry for every embarrassing thing I have said I don't know why but things too often go way above my head
I hate feeling like everyone is in on some joke that you don't get
We use to talk of all the things we loved to do: holding hands, lying beneath the stars, our conjoining of hearts
I believed I was in love with you and yet, I remember the day you said goodbye like it were yesterday, erased me from your life as if everything were nothing; A swift kick to the curb— the nerve
I’m glad to know it’s that easy to walk away from me and that all the things I sacrificed for you were as meaningful as the dirt on your shoe
Thanks... No, really... thank you
For now I know what not to look for And that’s all the characteristics in which you possess;
The v i l e, psychologically projected fear of loneliness Along with your tendency to hide, lie, and be promiscuous
You and all your disturbances left such a bad taste in my mouth; so much so, that I refuse to even utter your name aloud
but I will take with me all the lessons I've well earned, and forgive you for all the disrespect that you so gave me
oh, and yet be rest assured that you'll see what the **** it is that I'm worth Now go ahead and ask me if I care what it is you think of me? yup, uhh nope, not at all But I do pray that you learn from your past discrepancies..
why you ask...? well see, no other girl should have to suffer solely because you can't ******* keep it together
IT'S NOT ALL ABOUT YOU and not everyone can build themselves back up from the devastating destruction you very well cause
you should know that every decision creates a tidal wave that not everyone can escape the repercussions of
"Where flows the ..Ganga, I am from there too, By its banks I gaze at stars and the moon too You see I am no different from any of you If you know what I say, gaze at the stars too The moon will shine the same on me and you too.'
This was for Pradeep Chattopadhay .. who has mentioned that he lives not far from Ganga