Find me a reason and I’ll smile before jumping
Give me one more excuse and I’ll kiss you before it slits
Be sure to bullshit me about the beauty this distraction has to offer some one like me.
But dont forget to put it in your own words…for I’ve heard it so many times before
I’m glad you never took the time to scream it in my ear
It wouldn’t have helped anyway
Expose my wounds to neglect . Rape me of my dignity ..ignore me for weeks and expect me to still be there for you.
Becuase I will. Still there for you to use and discard of at your will.
Surely you know it never could have stopped.
I burried them acting like it would help
Knowing that I’m just waiting for the day when I’ll go back for them.
Because my heart still lies in that rose petal… My heart still belongs to that carnival. You had eleven bucks.
A word of advice. Never give away your whole heart ; you might need it back someday.
So when the day comes, as I’m certain it will.
So when he sees me hanging from a tree in the park-
the prettiest tree that you ever did see-
Don’t be tempted ot cut the rope so that I fall. Don’t pull me down and give me a proper burial.
I want him to have the chance to see what he’s done.
And if he’s haunted with it for the rest of his life…I might smile in my grave. Because he’ll know. I’ll make sure of that. I’ll have the letter in my hand. His number engraved on my arm and his name on my converse.
But that won’t be enough. No. I need him to know.
So the day you see me hanging, they’ll be there. All 32 of them. Around my neck along with the noose.
For I know it…he knew all along..I could never truly bury my balls.