You call yourself
a best friend to me
but only accept
what you want to see
I came to you softly
with pure honesty
just asking for you
to please help me
Understand things in a way
that will help us too
but all you hear
is how I blame you
and you know deep down
that simply isn't true
But you take the quiet way out
when you don't know what to do
And the silence grows
into songs for my tears
duplicated inconsistency
for my consistent fears
of you and your indifference
after so many years
of trying to be close to you
without being near
I couldn't do this
to someone I love
I even repented
for taking your love
for granted today
And you brush that aside
sweep it into your ego
instead of out of your pride
I can predict tonight
how hard I will land
it happens every time
I reach out for your hand
The harsh goodnight
and the stubborn stare
When you told me only days ago
you would kneel and keep kneeling
until you felt the prayer
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