The Years Wasted

November 28, 2017

On a warm night in July, I was sitting outside
Figuring out that the few people I could trust lied.
The weather was like how I felt.
Sultry and wild, and I just don't understand how I’ve dealt
With all the pain put on my shoulders,
It’s as heavy as the mountains boulders.
How is one suppose to trust after a situation such as so?
Man, I’m telling you this stuff comes at you like a crossbow.
The ones that say they love you and will never hurt you are the ones that’ll kill you the most.
Throwing your heart around like a slice of burnt toast.
I try to fix things, but you didn’t seem to want me anymore.

But it was your weights I bore and it was you that I adore 
Still to this day I’m the girl that’s in love with a guy who doesn’t notice.

You are sneaky just like a macrotus.
Should have never gave you the time of day or my heart.
Although you never loved me, I looked at you like a work of art.
After all you did to my heart, my life and me
It’s crazy how you’re still carefree.

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