Monday, January 11, 2010

If...




If this was my room, it would be your hell. This would be your fault. If this had been me, what would you have done? Not go to my funaral? What if it was me? Would you even care. You say you just might have, If only you were there.... Maybe i loved you maybe i didnt, I guess now you wont know. And it is your fault isnt it? Just tell them, you know who they are. You know what they will do if they find out its you. So why not just give it up, Its not likeyour here. Ill just sit her in sorrow, and drown in my tears.








Now this here is me. Traped behind glass.
Stuck inside the mirror, my firt mistake, now my last.
You know that im hurting,
You can see it plain as day.
You wont do a thing about it,
Because you dont know what to say.
Now an appology would nice,
In one word or in two,
i dont think you would do it,
because belive me i know you.
Just leave me alone now, honestly tou dont care
i just want to go home now,
but home just isnt there.
Im lost within the shadows,
im lost withing the light.
Im lost without you,
and i have given up the fight.
Dont call me anymore
just leave me alone,
I will block your calls
I wont pick up the phone.
This is my end,
and your not in it,
I will break and i will bend
But will never admit it.

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