It's all bullshit in my eyes,
The words you say,
I know you want them heard,
But even told a thousand times you still beg,
To be listened to.
You tell yourself,
Forget it, Just forget.
But you know you won't.
So you keep on writing.
It annoys me, and I'm not sure why.
I'd rather just bash your face in and call it a day.
I'd rather tell you, it's a waste of time,
But then again.. It's your pain and maybe you deserve it.
....I listen to the beautiful melody of the piano.
And I come back to myself.
You're not worth any thought in my mind.
That's done and over with.
So I care. But it's not because of you, it could be someone else,
And I'd still be writing.
I listen, and I tell myself to stop,
Because I'm not going to do anything. I'm not going to help.
But unlike most, I actually care.
So I suffer by my own choice.
And I say, I'm slowly forgetting.
I'm not longer fighting myself, saying,
Forget it, Just forget...
I can finally walk on my own two feet.
I can pass by with ease, and know that it's not the same anymore,
So I still write, but I write with my heart.
It's so very different, that you probably don't even understand.
So I'm always going to be here to sit and listen,
Against my own true will,
And I may respond,
But it's not to you.
You may think I'm fooling myself,
But I'd like to see you prove me wrong.
You sit there, In your misery,
Saying Forget it, Just Forget...
I sit on the other side,
Staring at you, puzzled..
To forget, You need to listen.
Write, but write from the heart.
Not of false feelings you think to feel.
Love is blind. Maybe the spark is telling you,
It's just not right.
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