the problem
"The problem you are
that you never seem to see
is that you put me down
without even looking through me
Ive changed you see, I AM A NEW MAN
i gave you the world,
even with my filthy hands
you bring up the past
Assuming the worst
again and again
the pattern has curved
While you slow me down
I feel your eyes
innapropriate manners
Visious innuendos in knots and ties.
Confusing you are,
your languge, your body,
but i secretely wont admit that i fucked a girl in my dream in a ferrari
You fall with every comment
you act out in awe
you crowd me and my weaknesses
hell, you even make them grow strong.
You ARE THE REASON I AM THE WAY I AM
So STOP trying to bring up the man i really am
even though i fucked her, and never gave you a second glance.
The past is the past
dont you see Eden?
I am only in love with you
but you are the reason.
I want to die
and spew.
i cant stay here, you make me uncomfortable
you make me want to puke.
Bi polar tendacies, creep into both our eyes.
I wish you wore your makeup like CHER
shes so sexy and hot
her eyes glisten big and wide
with her big black curly hair
while your eyes are big
yet just fuckinjg cry all the time
But me?
the girl you say all this too,
is shattered and broken
pulled apart, spit out, and chewed."
even after him saying These things to me
i still run to him,
i clean out my safe
and present it infront of him
all of my will, all of my power
i shower him with money, and fine white powders
but in the end
every damn time
i am left to wilt
like a flower that hasnt seen the sky.