Sunday, June 27

Beaten

I looked up and saw a kite high up in the sky today
I felt tears welling up in my eyes.
God knows how hard I've been trying, with all my tears, all my blood, all my heart.
But this is all I'll end up with..
mending up the broken pieces alone.

It's always like that. You dont even seem affected by it.
When we quarrel, im the one who loses out. You're unshaken. When I cry like fuck, no one is there. No one is there to comfort me, hold me. Not even you. I lost count of the times I cry walking back home. You said I like to make people think youre a bad boyfriend because I always post shit on my blog or facebook. Then here's a big question for you, were you ever there for me? I'm suffering, but you're out happy with friends and family. Im non-existant in your life when you don't need me.
Im broken.

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