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Get on over it

You’d think I’m stupid
Maybe deluded
If you seen all the shit
IV been at
You think Iv got over
The fact that I loved you
The fact that I still do
The only person I wanted more then some fucked uprelaionship with....
This life is fucked up
This life is shit
When all I try to do
When I’m so called trying to get over you
Is replace your face
With a face similar to yours
Three men
Each a stage of you
That I talk to
One who promised me a world a new
To let me down two weeks he’s not been around
One who missed a beat
When I Hun with friends
Calling him a whore
Guess I annoyed him...
He wasn’t happy
And another who lived far away
Talking to him on tagged most days
About my strength with depression
Pretending each one is you
Cause they hold features
Blonde brown hair
Blue eyes
A freckle on the cheek
One under the lip on one side
The facial hair perfectly shaped
The wrinkles up brows
The smile you pass as a frown
That broken nose...
And again I find no escape
To the very fact
That nothing fits
To the fighting fact
I’ll never be over it.

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