Picked and spin ourselves around,
Trying to forget whom and what,
I've fallen off the very end,
But there's still more to behold,
Somehow I find myself alone thinking everything of you,
An image that brings joy but it also hurts inside,
Since I haven't seen a smile that fills my soul,
Guess I should move on out,
Can you feel my very bones as they break just to hear you one time?
Must be nice going deaf and blind through this cold storm,
As we live in our minds,
But not in our hearts,
The only place I could truly call home,
How can you leave that boy all alone to rot?
You must have me so messed up,
Feeling out every scar,
Realizing it's been too long,
I've grown too God damn comfortable,
With every wound you inflict,
Yet somehow I find myself thinking about you and him,
As if it's not enough that I've cried and bled,
Since your smile took hold of my very soul,
Guess its time I moved out...
©retroletgo
R