How am I supposed to
Sit next to you,
Stand with you,
And be with you?
I'm trapped.
Whenever I want to move away,
You come to me.
Whenever I wan to be with you,
You ignore me.
How am I supposed to talk to you,
To someone who doesn't
Care at all what I say,
Ignores me,
Uses me as a replacement,
Talks about me,
Looks down upon me,
Disses me,
Yells at me,
Sees right through me,
Complains about me,
And leaves me like trash.
Well darlin,
You shouldn't litter.
You shouldn't leave people like trash,
Cause then they feel like trash.
Soon, they become trash.
So when you litter,
All the "trash"
Builds up
In one huge landfill.
And one day,
When you're not expecting it,
Your air will be so
Polluted
That you can't breathe.
All the hurtful words
You said behind people's backs,
All those insults,
All those rumors,
Will flood back to you.
The air is so polluted,
That you can't breathe.
Your lungs are filled with
The hurtful things,
Not the important ones.
Like oxygen.
YOU ARE READING
Just Leave
Ngẫu nhiênI am left behind by the ones I deeply admire and love dearly. I'm afraid to get close to people because everyone I get close to forgets me.
