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Home is where I want to be
But home isn’t where I live
Home is with you
And I will never be home again
The sport highway clogs my balance
A metal tears?
A pedal steers
The weight of the vinyl smells
Melting grooves that will soon make a tune.
A tune that May be sweet to the ears
Or bleak to the fears
The optional bench cries
Under and into the man who sits
On its throne
Both the bench and the man
wanting so badly to be alone
In mourn
Wanting and waiting
For something great to be born
Another addict shelves the staggering sentence
As he falls into the long sleep of death
The sunrise boot laughs
As he kicks my nightowl ass
The textbook race expires
As the new dying you tires
nature flashes
As the true lie clashes
The overpriced mouth
Splashes
And lashes
Out
Spilling
And Killing
And willing to
Do
Whatever It is is you need to do
Because you only care about you

Why do you feel the need to kill anything good that you have..
It’s your nature
I don’t want you.
You’ll never change what is you.
What’s strange to me
Is how calm I feel
Now
That
I’ve
Made
A
Decision
To
End
This.
It’s pointless to argue
If you want to love someone
Show them love
If you want to kill someone
Show them by not listening
By not giving a damn
By ignoring their feelings.
They’ll start to feel the same way too
When the calm sets in
That’s when you know
It’s the end
I don’t know how you can say things to someone and then take them back the way you do
But I do know that
This is not
What you do
To someone
If you want them to feel loved
And safe
Abs taken care of
This is what you do
When you want them to see
That
They aren’t worth it to show them real love
That
They are just someone who you can hurt
And then make them feel like it’s their fault when they need a little more
This is why
I know my days
Are coming to an end
I don’t need you to understand me or save me
When you’re the one
Who didn’t care to be love
When it actually mattered.
I wonder if you’ll care
When you realize
How little love you showed me now
After
I am gone.
You lie
To me
To yourself
So goodbye
You are erased from my life
And from my memory.
I was great before you
So I’m great right now.
It only triggers something if you care
And why should I care about someone who always wants to make me feel bad?
Exactly
You have become just another face in the crowd.
One I don’t even notice cause it’s not worth my time.
I should be that to you as well.
Ok now for something completely different.
Today was a good day.
You say a lot of stupid things
And I don’t stop loving you
But I ask a question
You find stupid
You get mad and treat me with hate
You say anything you want to me
All the time and I’m suppose to take it like a joke and roll with it
But if I do it
You just get hateful
After days of us being good.
I guess you’ll always be this way
If a question you don’t like makes you hate me and makes you forget everything good we have then
I know it’s not me.
If I can love the worst you and still be by your side
But you can’t even love me when I ask one question you find stupid then you need to learn how to love better
Cause love isn’t just loving someone when it’s easy. Love is loving someone when it’s not the easiest.
You hate me every other day
But you don’t see yourself and how you are
You say I’m a hypocrite
But you are too
Why do you have to go to the place of hate over something you could just have patience with. You make everything go to shit for the dumbest things
You have more hate in you
Then you do love
Do you ever feel so low
Abd everyone you know
Who says they care
But their words are filled with air
Just fluff
And now I’ve had enough
That I’m fine
I’m done
This living ain’t much fun
And you’re not the one.
I thought you were
You told me you were
As I write this
The world’s becoming a Blur
And my time is running out
If you ever had a doubt
You won’t after tonight
You just wanted to be right
Well then that you shall be
But you won’t ever have me
Agsin
The end
no words to say
to song to sing
this is the sorrow
this mourning brings
the start of your week
is the end of my day
nothing really matters
to me anyway.
i was happy
when i made you happy
but now the ideas you make up in your head
make you sad
at me
make you mad
at me
and i will never be
who you want
me to be
i will never feel
your sunshine again
but i will always know
this darkness
that you left me in
on this day
today
that you went away
and made me have to go.
this kind of love
this kind of life
i already know
so well—
so long
so many times
i guess it was me
who was wrong
all along
i don’t fit
in this world
i can’t sit
i don’t have my place
so i quit
this shit
and burn
any trace
of me
you will never see
my face
or my smile
and after a while
you’ll forget that too
this is my goodbye
to you



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