All the shit I let my pen bleed about u
I can't even read it
I can't read that shit with sincerity
I can't brand myself with the
Audacity
to lie and say you didn't hurt me
Lie and say you didn't burn me
Lie and recite lily pads and roses
Man..
My favorite memory was when you kissed my nose
And held me for protection as if I were
gold
And... how you wouldn't know when the shit you did was wrong
that it bothered me
I can't read that shit about being happy with you
I can't read the shit about how you saved me
When you were the one grazing me
With a bullet that made me oblivious
To the many months I spent
Renting depression that was well known in my bones
Crumbling my crippled body
But
Your not even sorry....
Your not even sorry
For hurting me when you left
Even if the distance was for a couple moments
I needed you to reciprocate an ounce
Of what I been going through
I know I'm not what you're used to
Cause my body hasn't been used
And I'm not letting you abuse it
And confusing an orgasm with love
Yes you put me above whatever bitches
Yet this itch kept returning
And if you love and miss her so much
Rush back
You don't need me
Don't hold on to me
Cause you ain't use to being alone
I can't go back to "baby"
When on a daily
I know she's on your mind
Along with the times you held her
I'll never be her
And you say I'm enough yet
I'm still empty &
It's hurts me
everytime ..
I see you & her
And I see
that I'll never be
what you need
Her.
