I can still hear the words
“It seems like you’re not that into it”
But of course you already knew
It was a big deal for me to be there in the first place
I couldn’t even look you in the eyes
The last time I tried I had to climb
Off and away from you outside because your
Demeanor was fake and explosive
I couldn’t believe that whatever
You were exclaiming loud enough
For the entire neighborhood to hear
Wake the dead bury my head endure
In a corner under a blanket how demure
Blackout the images I still can’t erase
More like a possessed form of grunting was real
What’s her name? Emily Rose or Sybil Dorsett
Hannah Grace same idea similar face
Harsh to say but everything was replaced
Ingenuine it was all about the show
Oh yeah! Oh yeah! Do it some more
That’s what was so scary; frighteningly so
Time to go not time to stick around
And see how red the flags can get
Kindly removing myself from the rebound
You know screaming at the top of
Your lungs doesn’t prove anything
More than borderline personality
Insanity and two times over I tried
Harder even with your lovers’ pretend smile
To be best friends again and again
And though the memories pained me more
To restrain myself from ever before going there
Again and again because it was hard enough
To lose a friend and to let go of the toxic flow
Of what I thought was love but no longer
Can it be allowed to steal the show and to also
Leave me standing in the shoes that belong to me
Believing I can do it without you was difficult
And your best friend that tried to
Pretend to love me again is the
Hardest part but the best thing I
Can do to prove that I love myself
Enough again is not to put myself through it
Into that posture or position any longer
We all gave each other something
The trade off is over
© GÄ
Poétique 