A/N Again, all for the kid that always joked: "So... When are you going to write that song about me?" I miss our friendship. Often, I find it lingering in my mind...
You used to be all over me.
Now, you seem to make me scream.
People ask you about me,
and you say "Who the fuck is she?"
You delete all my comments,
like the shit is not content.
I see you and I want to vomit.
These feelings are not uncommon.
I just wasn't ready,
but you'd never understand.
What it's like to feel damned,
so you have to numb your pain with contraband.
There's a wall between us, like a block.
All because I kept a lock
on my heart, fuck.
As time passed, I realized that I lost.
Lost a best friend.
I lost an Ex-boyfriend.
But I want to ask a question:
What did I do to make us end?
What if we went to homecoming?
And we saw the sun rising?
With no one supervising.
I guess I should've stopped lying.
I was an addict.
I couldn't function without it.
I screamed and pouted.
I lost all who knew about it.
There's this thing about Vyvanse.
It'll put you in a trance.
Make you feel like you can dance,
maybe like you have a second chance.
I find it hilarious.
I was so delirious.
It would just tear at us
until there was no longer an us.
Now, you're blowing up.
I think about when there was an us.
So, I down the purple in my cup.
One day, I'll forget enough.
About who we were,
about who we could've been.
All about her.
Your heart was all too pure.
How can you ever feel love
if you've never been hurt?
You put me down in the dirt.
I am not just a flirt.
I have true feelings.
Although, they aren't always appealing.
I drift away
as I stare at the ceiling.
I am an angel, damned to the dust.
Suspected of only feeling lust.
I stopped having trust
because my best friend looked at me and cussed.
You can't delete my name
no matter how much fame you've got.
You left as fast as you came.
Now, I don't feel the same.
You were like a diamond,
but I was too busy flying.
Yet, you rap and you're crying.
As you do, you're just lying.
About who we were,
all about us.
Goodbye to the diamond,
goodbye to us.
YOU ARE READING
No Wings
PoesíaDedicated to Lund The sequel to "no halo." "I'm an angel, look at my face! Hell is not what I bring, I wanna help your case! I've lost my halo, and never had wings!" "No Wings" Beats (playlist): https://soundcloud.com/helllbitchonorinam/sets/nowings...
