A-N-X-I-E-T-Y, that's how you spell your name When we meet you sweet talk me to your game Anywhere I go, you go, when I run, you chase Never letting me sleep in a peaceful place As you held my body to the ground And with your silent whispers I am bound;
A-N-X-I-E-T-Y, is how you spell your name And all you can do is to mislead and tame Me to listen and follow your whispering commands
Never letting me climb the ladder to my dreams As you constantly cloud my head with your internal screams Reminding me how worthless and incompetent "myself" to the "world" I live in Then never letting me move forward to where I wanted to be.
Your words, oh your sweet and wonderful words your beautiful and perfect words Your terrible, horrible, misleading words. Your words that convinced me that you care that you understand that you maybe even love me. I was too naive before, to see the truth. Your truth is full of lies and deceit. And how terrible it was for me. Believing in you and your misleading words. If only I had seen through them before I had fallen so deep to believe your blatantly cruel and misleading words. Maybe then I could have stopped the pain and suffering I felt when you finally walked away leaving your misleading words to haunt me.
although age in and of itself does not declare experience or the depth of knowledge one has gained and in my opinion is silly for anyone to think otherwise I'm always told "your so wise for one so young." Or "oh I remember what it was like to be 19 and think you know the world." Yet what they refuse to acknowledge is that in 19 short years, I may have experienced both horrors and beauty that they have yet to dream let alone see. Who is to say that age is a boundary of the mind? That inexperience creates an age divide? Who are they to claim that we would be consumed when they have yet to wander in our beaten old shoes? Who are they to judge me of a story they have yet to hear? All becuse they refuse to lend an ear?
I promise to mislead, deceive, and begial You can continue to live your life in denial Pretending everything's great As your lies you spin and create
I'm the one that comforts you in the dead of night Not your so called friends that are so up tight
I calm your nerves I'm what you deserve I chase the memories away I make everything seem ok
But somedays I make them stay I make everything in disarray You know on those days you just need more of me On your back I'll always be With the darkness always closing in, always there I'll by the only one who truly cares You are my favorite ******