karebear
Some say I'm wrong, but fuck it, I'm grown


MY WORDS MY WAY ANY QUESTIONS
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I could kill you with my words
remind me which end of the pen you are supposed to be on.


Walking through the illusion
came out the other side
Lost, hurt and wrought by confusion
Smiling words
thoughts scattered
Lost
Bring me home and let me leave
Forget you in my head
Who let you in anyway?
I will never forgive you
but I may forget.
I never knew I would have to miss you.
Would I have choose to keep you out if I knew?
So guilt free
back when you controlled me.
Always knew I'd be on the floor
right where you left me
You knew I couldn't get up
and walk to the door.
Close my eyes
Walk away say good bye
You're going, but its not going to be far
tied me to your leash
kept me in your back yard
Got lost on your way and stumbled back to me
It is much too bright out in reality and you can't see
I did what you told me
Lived your lie so guilt free
Life was so easy
back when you controlled me
My guilt is back again
You just walked through the door.
So many sleepless nights
bound up in your illusion
So guilt free back when you controlled me
I should have walked out
but I stood and stared at the door
Where would I be
if you would have stayed the Hell away from me
Life was so easy
back when you controlled me


laughed and played
smiled and stayed
Some Years and Then
smoked and drank, it was the trend
was it bad there
you left and didn't care
something must not have gone your way
what it was you still won't say
smile such a sweet surprise
underneath your haunted eyes


different but so much the same
I was lookin for life you were looking for fame
you showed me life
and I showed you love
tried to put life on hold
don't put up a bid, its already been sold


Walk out on me, hold my own time against me. Have you forgot where you are from? You came up from just down the block. Don't act so cool, you know I'm just like you.


Don't get in my way, you better stay where you play.


Sittin here thinkin, purple inkin,
of a way of spendin
paying back the lending


I always falter at the end, lead to distraction.
Tried so hard, worked around
from the beginning went to the end
I was the failure found.


-kln-


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