Put words in my mouth,
Make me the enemy,
'cause I tried to be,
who you wanted me to be.
And now it seems,
that was wasted energy,
'cause you just leave.
And now you hate me.
It's always about you,
It was never me, the victim,
I had to tiptoe around,
all your quirks and scars.
And I tried,
I wanted you,
I wanted the life we had.
The life we could have had.
Now you hide,
behind typed text,
you fucking coward.
Hide behind your mask.
I'm not afraid of you,
or your friends.
I haven't done anything,
wrong.
You made me up,
who you think I am.
I am not a bad guy.
I'm getting victimized.
Shit on me some more.
Because I wasn't good enough.
I wasn't asking you
to come back.
I was trying,
to be your friend.
Just a simple,
"Want to go?"
Not an "I want you back."
No, "Oh, please don't go,"
I would only get lost,
If I chased after you.
Yet somehow,
I'm still the villain.
The sex never mattered.
No matter what you think.
At least I have the dignity.
Not to shit all over you,
for hurting me.
At least I can forgive you for it.
-Matt
Sunday, September 30, 2007
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