Seems to me like you don't care.
Seems to me like everyone here
is doubting my feels.
Look here, dear.
I'm not here to satisfy you
nor the people that are around you
neither the place that is about you.
If you don't care
then leave.
Having these complications
have a way to keep me on my feet.
So, yeah, I'll hear your words
I'll hear your statements.
Yet me being a stubborn as I am
I'll forget the lullaby I heard.
I'd ask you for jewels
maybe that dress in the window.
Yet I'm treated like a widow
"It's okay", get the fuck out.
I've been hearing that since that day came
"It's okay" no different way, just the same.
Remember when I had courage yet felt so lame?
Then...all I know is that day came.
That day came so quickly
I knew it was going to happen
yet I regretted my quick feet.
The two people who meant the world to me
went their separate ways
skipped another day
and another day skipped the years
as they came.
Ever since then, i felt the wind blow in laughter
through my eyelashes, so thick
and through my fingers, so quick.
"I told you it was going to happen"
And it wasn't that, in fact it's
that I never knew why it happen
being six isn't the fact and
it's the simplicity that was in it
being young, I wasn't feeling it.
So you wonder why I don't trust you?
Feeling like I have reasons to hate you?
It's not anything personal
It's the hurt that I see too.
First I see that wind that i met
It showed me the false images kept
It told me the lies that were met
and never told to the rest.
I wish someone would have told me the reason.
I could care less if I was six...
could care less that I was the youngest.
Just randomly breaking up, just seemed right to me then.
Ever since that day...
I knew it wasn't going to be okay.
Ever since then...everything went away.
