My Operaa broken heat
Saturday, October 10, 2009 6:49:56 PM
Why did you say I was beautiful?
-was it to build me up so it was easier to break me down?
How come you never say you love me the way you do after sex?
-Is that the only connection you feel?
Why do you refuse to see what I see?
-Does it make it easier for you to yell at me?
Why do you take everything I give you?
-Don’t you feel bad when you don’t give anything back?
Why do I work so hard on my appearance for you?
-sometimes you don’t even notice…
Why do you let me cry?
-And then you blame my tears on my own stupidity…
Why do we even fight?
-I just want to know you care.
Why you yell at me all the time?
-then say you love me more than anything?
Do you see at all how I am confused? Do you see at all why I cry so damn much? Do you see at all why I hurt all the time?
To you it may be stupid, but to me, it never is or else I wouldn’t make a deal out of it?
Do you really think that I am just some petty immature brat that wants to fight? Do you really think that I love crying myself to sleep with the silent screams of agony? Do you really think that I want you upset too? Do you really think I don’t think about you at all and that it’s all me? Do you really think I fight just because it’s stupid?
Why would I make a big deal out of anything that is worthless?
I DON’T like having to say me words over and over because you just yell back instead of listen, then accuse me of not listening. I DON’T like making you hurt one bit. I DON’T like the thought that you like to see me in pain. I DON’T like it when my heart breaks.
I’ve given you more than anyone you know has given to you, yet I ask for simple things and you still refuse. I’ve given you my heart and soul and you hold them over my head, taunting me, not taking care of them. I’ve given you the love you never had been shown and you just yell at me. I’ve given you so many material items and you act like it’s expected now.
Why can’t you just be greatful? Why can’t you return the little I ask for?
Is it really that hard?
Or is it just that hard to give up a tiny bit of your time to help me out for once? Comfort me for once? Listen to me for once? Give me the heart that I give you for once?
Sew my heart back together,
I’m torn and have no place to run.
My heart is not a mindless chamber,
Buried in your selfish scum.
Deception made you appear as an angel
Now my mind is clouded and dark
I miss the one I could always go to
I miss being in his arms.
Love is what you said we were
You can never make love a fucking lie
This is your last chance you fucking bastard
Don’t run from me, the one you love
Ill shelter you, just return the favor
Give and take is all I want
I soon will not be able to give no longer
For my heart is ash from the burning scorn.
Miss my laughter miss my joy
It fades away with the darkening night
I miss your kindness not this endless disaster,
Fix my heart and I’ll be yours.
-was it to build me up so it was easier to break me down?
How come you never say you love me the way you do after sex?
-Is that the only connection you feel?
Why do you refuse to see what I see?
-Does it make it easier for you to yell at me?
Why do you take everything I give you?
-Don’t you feel bad when you don’t give anything back?
Why do I work so hard on my appearance for you?
-sometimes you don’t even notice…
Why do you let me cry?
-And then you blame my tears on my own stupidity…
Why do we even fight?
-I just want to know you care.
Why you yell at me all the time?
-then say you love me more than anything?
Do you see at all how I am confused? Do you see at all why I cry so damn much? Do you see at all why I hurt all the time?
To you it may be stupid, but to me, it never is or else I wouldn’t make a deal out of it?
Do you really think that I am just some petty immature brat that wants to fight? Do you really think that I love crying myself to sleep with the silent screams of agony? Do you really think that I want you upset too? Do you really think I don’t think about you at all and that it’s all me? Do you really think I fight just because it’s stupid?
Why would I make a big deal out of anything that is worthless?
I DON’T like having to say me words over and over because you just yell back instead of listen, then accuse me of not listening. I DON’T like making you hurt one bit. I DON’T like the thought that you like to see me in pain. I DON’T like it when my heart breaks.
I’ve given you more than anyone you know has given to you, yet I ask for simple things and you still refuse. I’ve given you my heart and soul and you hold them over my head, taunting me, not taking care of them. I’ve given you the love you never had been shown and you just yell at me. I’ve given you so many material items and you act like it’s expected now.
Why can’t you just be greatful? Why can’t you return the little I ask for?
Is it really that hard?
Or is it just that hard to give up a tiny bit of your time to help me out for once? Comfort me for once? Listen to me for once? Give me the heart that I give you for once?
Sew my heart back together,
I’m torn and have no place to run.
My heart is not a mindless chamber,
Buried in your selfish scum.
Deception made you appear as an angel
Now my mind is clouded and dark
I miss the one I could always go to
I miss being in his arms.
Love is what you said we were
You can never make love a fucking lie
This is your last chance you fucking bastard
Don’t run from me, the one you love
Ill shelter you, just return the favor
Give and take is all I want
I soon will not be able to give no longer
For my heart is ash from the burning scorn.
Miss my laughter miss my joy
It fades away with the darkening night
I miss your kindness not this endless disaster,
Fix my heart and I’ll be yours.
