Saturday, September 18, 2004

just wait till i get my beautifuly manicured hands on u..

You walked away,
Without turning around,
Wanted to say stay,
Couldn't make a sound,
And there I lay,
On the hard cold ground,
My feelings at bay,
For the love I had found.

Had tried to satisfy you,
Make you feel the way I do,
Always thought you were amazed,
Realise now you were unfazed,

I'm tired,
Tired of you,
Treating me the way you do,
Hurting me without realising it,
And leaving me bleeding without a first aid kit.

All I really really need,
Is to slap you, punch you, make you bleed,
Make you cry out in pain,
And promise never to hurt me again.

Now, you've left me to live,
Like I was meant to,
It's the least you could give,
A life without you.