I’m only pretty when I try
will you be here to say goodbye?
You leave again with no look back-
it happens sometimes; I can’t keep track
It’s nice to know just where I stand
even if my heart breaks again.
I’m not so sure I can keep up
I always end up getting fucked.
I don’t know how much I can take
I sometimes think I’m a mistake.
I may have gotten somewhat lost
from where I was, but I forgot
that once we make a choice it stays
even though it causes pain
I have to find a way to fight
otherwise I’ll lose my mind
So don’t believe a word I’ve said;
it’s all a lie- all of it.
♥Livi
-SM