Saturday, March 9, 2013

The Therapy of Blame and Fault

This one is put more into a lyrical format. Inspiration came from past relationships/crushes/recent feelings of abandonment. (Don't worry: I'm happy. :) Writing this stuff down is my type of therapy, haha. Plus when I write it down it probably sounds 100X worse than it actually is). I'm so glad I have writing to turn to when I have no where else to go. No one can seem to want to listen to me as much as a simple pen and paper does. Haha...Cheesy...I know. ;)

The Therapy of Blame and Fault

Why can't I see the way you do?
What's wrong with this mindset I am in?
I can't be the only one who cares.
All I ever seem to get are vacant stares.

When I looked up deep into your eyes
There was never any sense of a surprise.
Who made you throw out my beating heart?
I entrusted it to you from the start.

And now I feel so alone;
Cause it's over and done 
Never to be held again.
But I'm cursed to live on strong. 
I have to make good and glad,
All the things I still have
The same way I thought you did
When life with you was grand.

Did I do something wrong that hurt you too?
What made me deserve the curves you threw?
How can I forget the things you said
When you misunderstood the thoughts inside my head?

Did my actions make you question me?
Or did I just make it way too easy?
What can I do to take it back?
Take it back, right now...

And now I feel so alone;
Cause it's over and done 
Never to be held again.
But I'm cursed to live on strong. 
I have to make good and glad,
All the things I still have
The same way I thought you did
When life with you was grand.

Move on,
Stay strong,
And say: Life's better without you anyway. (x4)

And now I feel so alone;
Cause it's over and done 
Never to be held again.
But I'm cursed to live on strong. 
I have to make good and glad,
All the things I still have
The same way I thought you did
When life with you was grand.

What made me so repulsive to you?
Why can't I just move on past this fool?
How can it be so easy to move on,
When it's very hard to forget
That there were reasons I liked him too.





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