Saturday, 27 October 2018

About me

I hate you for keeping me awake
I hate you for keeping me distracted
I hate you for what you did to me
I hate you for how you acted

I cannot forget when
you left me hanging
When you didnt open the door
all night, I was banging

Maybe you are evil
Maybe you are wise
Maybe you are what
god made you in his eyes

So are you good
or maybe I expect too much
Can it be it's all my fault
to make you my crutch

I wonder if it's all true
what people say about me
Maybe I see in people
What I want them to be

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