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Instead of Me
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July 2012 Time and time again i wonder why,
every time i trued you made me die,
cause it's only fun when love is in disguise,
how is it love when it's hidden? nice try,
never sorry like you were before,
that makes it easy to fear you a whore,
easy to fear the first girl who didn't bore,
first to wake you up from your coma like a loud snore,
all this time i was just thinking us,
as something that was simply just too much,
thankfully now i have had enough,
easy to leave you alone to tough out your rough,
may text me here and there, still i'm hurt,
but not being nice is something that will never work,
can't even act emotionless smiling like i'm on multiple percs,
cause instead of me you picked a handful of jerks.
