Sunday, September 25, 2016

Wounded

Unable to move, am trapped in myself
my soul's torn apart, my wounds lay open bare

I pretend like you don't exist
You pretend to be unaware
We change priorities
It's like a game of truth and dare

It wasn't anger
It was sadness
You understand me not
You don't even try to
You just sit there
Staring at the horizon
While I sit here
Staring at you

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