not yet

good thing i don’t know if you’re reading this right now

i don’t remember why i left; i don’t want to remember how

i know for a fact you’ve been in my arms, in my world, in my mind

i know for a fact you’ve once been mine

baby you got to know that I’m just doing this for me and you

baby you got to understand how hard it is for me; step in my shoes

it’s too big for you to fill physically and maybe symbolically, too

I’m not asking you to think about this, but know that the time we got is so few

i thought i had the situation handled, but that was just my ego

maybe I’m the one held in hands. but all i ask of you is to don’t let go

forgot

I said you’ll probably forget since I already forgot what we do have an don’t have

You have the luxury of not remembering

It’s a lie. It’s my life. Was a ride. Nowhere to hide. Not by my side. I don’t bite. You know that. I do sigh. Roll your eyes. Fight. What a sight. You might.

remember this?

I’m sorry I saw you the wrong way.
After the time tears came down your face

After the time my hands held yours while I said,

‘Everything’s gonna be okay.’

Maybe I was just disillusioned by my own dismay

and blamed you for my own mental sway.

remember that? yeah. i was probably wrong about being wrong

i saw you the right way; you were a user from the start of dawn

with your tears, you used my time and compassion as your pawn

but i give you credit for doing me wrong. you’re a mistake all along

no offense but i hate your name, too; all seven letters of it long

bitch

not yet

good thing i don’t know if you’re reading this right now

i don’t remember why i left; i don’t want to remember how

i know for a fact you’ve been in my arms, in my world, in my mind

i know for a fact you’ve once been mine

baby you got to know that I’m just doing this for me and you

baby you got to understand how hard it is for me; step in my shoes

it’s too big for you to fill physically and maybe symbolically, too

I’m not asking you to think about this, but know that the time we got is so few

i thought i had the situation handled, but that was just my ego

maybe I’m the one held in hands. but all i ask of you is to don’t let go

forgot

I said you’ll probably forget since I already forgot what we do have an don’t have

You have the luxury of not remembering

It’s a lie. It’s my life. Was a ride. Nowhere to hide. Not by my side. I don’t bite. You know that. I do sigh. Roll your eyes. Fight. What a sight. You might.

remember this?

I’m sorry I saw you the wrong way.
After the time tears came down your face

After the time my hands held yours while I said,

‘Everything’s gonna be okay.’

Maybe I was just disillusioned by my own dismay

and blamed you for my own mental sway.

remember that? yeah. i was probably wrong about being wrong

i saw you the right way; you were a user from the start of dawn

with your tears, you used my time and compassion as your pawn

but i give you credit for doing me wrong. you’re a mistake all along

no offense but i hate your name, too; all seven letters of it long

bitch

not yet
forgot
remember this?

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i keep trying toBEAT7,
i'll keep trying until 11:55
when i'll look up at the sky and cry

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