I'm pretending not to hear your words
And understand your meanings
I turn my head and think of something else,
So I don't cry.
You're always speaking, mouth is just running
Miles a minute, the words that fly by!
Nothing means anything,
It's always so pointless,
Can’t you do something,
To make me alright?
A simple promise of caring,
And you can't even make one
Or a promise to save me, when I just want to die
You never can promise,
And that's just what kills me,
You're just like the emptiness when I turn out the lights
I'll sit in my room and cry on for hours,
But you don't even notice,
And I feel so denied
Denied of a promise to try to just call me,
Denied of a comfort,
Denied of my pride
I miss how you were when you promised to be there,
To beat up the girls who cause me to cry
The promise to kiss me, it makes me feel special
And even the simple things,
I'm always denied.
I'm pretending not to hear
I'm pretending not to hear your words
And understand your meanings
I turn my head and think of something else
nice start, indeed sometmes there is nothing to understand , cos there is no meaning to it, keep turnin your head and look in the otherway, where beauty is...nice one.
blessings Herve
Visual poet/ Libertine lost in a labyrinth of complexities, methaphors, searching for the essence/ Ink of life/ death to spell my syphilistic words on the page/ screen.
Your Thoughts?
I felt as though the rhythm was completely thrown on some of the verses, agree? It seemed a bit forced not flowing on others, like the lines weren't meant to fit together as they should.
~.:.I Hope You Choke When You Swallow Your Pride.:.~