How does something so right
Turn ill
in a matter of days
I want to ask questions
Tell me if you still care
about me
But fear of your reaction
keeps me at bay
Mom tells me that we
pick and choose our battles:
Are you going to be able to deal with
the way he handle's things?
You are very head strong
Stubborn to say the least
And what matters the most
is getting your point across
Instead of focusing
on the important
facts
You told me you cared
You told me that your
future
could involve me
You opened the door to
your world
And now
How do you feel?
Has all of that been erased
And if so, how could any of it
have been real
if you're so quick to throw it away
over an incident that was never real?
Will the old you conquer?
Will you not care how
you do me?
Or will you pray for God
to help you get through this
I don't know
You say that you're done
Is it because you're tired of fighting
yet the feelings are still there?
Or is it because you want to move on
and continue on this journey
I'm not superwoman
I have feelings and emotions too
But if having certain feelings
causes this type of commotion
then I don't want to deal
with
you
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