11.30.2009

A rare occasion when you come on the phone. It's like a holiday I celebrate alone

Well you don't want me and i should have known
My heart can't seem to let you go
You're not so special, you're not even close
You mean the least but you take the most

You've been a burden all at once
Sometimes I can't find the light switch
Sometimes I'd rather dwell in the darkness
Sometimes I'm better off alone
Sometimes has become a home

I hear your words so sweet, secure and flattering
I stare into the sea, as your waves crash over me
Almost upon the shore
Your words don't flatter anymore

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