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yer ardy
02-28-2001, 09:18 AM
like a searing hot knife
that penetrates my skin
that's how I feel each time
you ask me
"is something wrong?"

you shrug when I say 'no'
to save your feelings I
crush mine in to little bits
not wanting to hurt your ego
with the sad story I
would love to tell you

I cringe at your failure
to even fake being sincere
you could care less, I know
you just ask to make
yourself feel good

there is no way you want me
there is no way you care
we play this game all the time
you play to win
I lose each time I play

can't meet your eyes
when I look, you turn
you fake smile your way
thru what I have to say
makes me wanna die

to know me is to love me
but you don't know me
like you think you do
you don't take the time
you don't make the time
what a perfect picture you paint

'how's my girl?' you ask
in a necessary tone of voice
but before I get the words out
you take my chance away
I hear all about your day
I listen and smile
while inside I scream
turn off your feelings for me
do it again don't open up
don't see me, don't look at me
keep playing that game
keep looking good to that side
don't let me in your world
I don't belong there anyway
never did....

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if i had one dollar for every brain you don't have, i would have one dollar

northwoodsamyII
02-28-2001, 11:03 AM
you need to yell these words out loud from a mountaintop with him there to watch. Finally being honest is like breathing again for the first time after holding your head under the water for so long......say it out loud if not for yourself..................let yourself resurface.

I'm here for you babe.....

TO MY FRIENDS, I'M NOT A DRUNK DRIVER...I'M PRESIDENT ELECT.