Sunday, March 30

everything black and white

you stay just around the corner of my life
doing everything you want with out me all the while
leading me to believe your impatient for whats mine
and I don't like how I fell for the likes of you
with all of your false pretenses and fake desires
its too bad those things got to me so easy
I wish I didn't need to believe something so badly
but here we are and I take my own responsibility
I wish I couldn't see everything black and white now
but I'm in your game and that's what you believe,
so who am I to argue even if it hurts me
and it does. a little bit. some.
cause I cant even pretend in my own fantasies
lust evades me, and I find myself faking
when its convenient for you to find me in bed
it makes me feel so lonely to compromise my integrity
trading quiet honesty for moaning urgency
while your biting into my heart and my inner thigh
I am bound to bruise deeper than your games would see to
if I keep waiting for you to love me like you say you do
if I keep us carrying on I'll be using us too.
its not enough to know you don't care so much
its just to inconvenient to pretend that I don't notice