Saturday, May 5, 2012

Random Ramblings of a Grumpy Gills

Sitting on the couch, staring at my blade
Sick of pretending I'm okay
Walk out the door, wear my poker face
Shutting out the memories engraved into my brain
You said you'd never hurt me, you'd rather dig your grave
So when you tore my heart apart, did you look away?
Did I cross your mind today?

And you, you're guilty of this, too
Best friend here, I wouldn't hurt you
And yes, I'll lie to hide the truth
That yeah, I still love the fucker, what could I do?
Once you choose, you choose
But damn, woman, you shoved a stake through me

You, too, you're being rather vague
I don't know how you feel about me, man
Am I too big, too tall, too bone-thin, a fag?
Since that's what you call everyone else, douchebag
You're confusing me with your twisted words
I don't know if he's even your friend, which hurts
Because if he's a lie, then I am too

Last, but not least, here comes my dad
All I ever wanted was for you to friggin' love me
Show me the love I yearned for
But nope, you're too immature to think beyond yourself
And I'm starting to realize you're a lie, too
But, Daddy, I don't want more lies, you see
I want the truth for once, maybe.