It would be to say one day to everyone,
Everything I have ever done has been uncovered!
But for now…
It is the teasing that I am pleased with.
And those times you are kept,
In total disbelief!
I am still not finished with that craving!
I enjoy plucking you out of doubt…
And having you mentally dipped,
In conflicts of consciousness.
But with love do I do this…
To inflict upon you an intention!
If our feelings aren’t meant to be felt,
Why do we have them?
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After attracting my attention,
With the aid of my friends and family.And upgrading degrading techniques,Of perfected backstabbing skills you inflicted.You now say you have learned your lessons?I am quite curious! ?How did you think I felt…And where did you think I was,As you practice your vendettas?Sipping lemonade as you paradedYour dislike for me?There is not a cheek on me…
You came to leave.
You came to do as you pleased.And then when you were done,You were off to another one to ‘do’.You came to leave.I was hoping you would stay.I wanted to believe this was your wish.But you just came to sniff and lick.And I held onto foolish dreams…You could not fulfill if I wished!You came to leave.Not…
IwishthatIcouldrushtoyouandmakeitokay,
IwishthatIcouldrushtoyouandmakeitokay,ButIcan’tdothatbecauseyou’renotfeelingthatway .You rather whine about these times.Just sitting on your backside finding time to sigh.You rather whine about these times.Just sitting on your backside finding time to sigh.IwishthatIcouldrushtoyouandmakeitoka y,ButIcan’tdothatbecauseyou’renotfeelingthatway .IwishthatIcouldrushtoyouandmakeitokay,ButIcan’tdothatbecauseyou’renotfeelingthatway .You rather whine about these times.Just sitting on your backside finding time to sigh.You rather whine about these times.Just sitting on your backside finding time…
Silence!
You now can offer.Silence!When your lips were needed,To stop the heat of greed that fed…You denounced a noncomformity,As something those doing it would dred!And here you are,Being closed in…By those who deceived ‘you’ instead!Silence!That’s all that is required from you right now!You have proven,Like sheep…Misfortunes thought were mine,You believed you would never reap.Has been designed…
It’s not an identity
It’s the question of whose black,That they keep themselves attacked!Not from the outside but from the inside,They seem closed as if afraid,Stunted in a mindset dim…That sheds no light to their shade.And in this disposition…There is a competition,To show themselves aware…Others might stop and stare!But there are those who know who they are,And shrug off…
What can be said
Someone so removed from consciousness…Nothing can be done,To drag them away!This lifelessness weightsOn their shoulders each day!And because their eyes are opened…It is believed a thought is there!But nothing is inside their heads!Nothing at all but stagnant air!