acknowledgement. recognition. title.
you can give that to the whole fucking world, not me .
not me when the world is present .
as i sit across you all i wanna do is scoff .
scoff at your lies .
as i sit across you all i wonder is do you know how much you've hurt me ?
how much you're hurting me ?
and i know .
i know for a fact that i deserve better-
that i don't need to put up with your bullshits .
and i see myself soaring up so high without you .
i see myself free, escaping your evil clutches that suffocates me .
i see myself happy, so carefree , without you .
and all i have to do is pick up your calls and i'll be stuck where i am at again .
super massive black hole .
i'm a weakling .
i disgust me .
and i don't deserve breathing .
i hate every second for i seem to be failing every second .
lies, masks , hypocrisy .
i hate what i've become .
i keep standing here .
i keep sowing these seeds that never grows .
still i wait .
sayang,
how do i crave for you to give me back my value .
for you to rescue me .
so i wouldn't be this ,
this ugly person .
say the word .
make me yours .
and i will do ANYTHING ,
just to be able to confidently say
at least i'm loved . xx
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