Tuesday, December 29, 2009

That girl with the Golden Bow

You've made me cry,
by making me believe you were the one.
That girl with the Golden Bow will never be the same again.
She smiles at the world,
but the eyes tell it all.
That fairy tail had to end.
Everyone tells me, "It wasn't meant to be."
but will it ever be?

Friday, December 25, 2009

You didn't keep your promise.

You promised you'd never leave me,
but that promised was shattered just like my heart.
I walk alone this empty streets with no one to hold and sadness of my own.
You haven't just done it ones, you've done it plenty of times.
I made myself believe that this time was different.
I lied to myself as you lied by telling me I was the one of your dreams.

I miss you so much, I gave you my all, you gave me nothing at all.
Will I take you back next time you come around?
I probably will, why? I have no idea. So do me a favor and don't
come back any longer, return my heart to me. You don't deserve it.



Sunday, November 8, 2009

Lies.

You're just a loser with a pretty face
Behind your smile is a big fake
Under your decorated words lays the real you, a phony a fraud and
you know it's true.

You're just a loser with a bright mind
You think I think about you all the time
Just to let you know, you are wrong
Because without you I can be strong

You are just a loser with a heart full of sorrow
Because now I'm not with you and there is no tomorrow
You think you are admired and loved by all
But under your ego you are just small

You're just a loser with no where to go
Because the way you are has left you alone
You had no where to run, no where to hide
Now you are naked that perfect image pushed aside

You are just a loser, you see it now?
You try to get out, run away some how.
But you are trapped caught in your own spiteful web
You've lied and hurt people with the things you've said.

Look up.

It's not bright blue as it was a day before.
The sky is dark in my gloomy world.
You are driving me insane, so it looks like it's going to rain.
The pain is still here, have I sin too much?
I want to hear what you have to say, to this insane pain I have.