Saturday, September 29, 2007

Broken


Would you still love me
If you knew I let myself go
Into the being of someone else
That bastard I despise so much

Would you see me the same
If you knew what I did
If you knew I was a whore
All to forget about you

I love you so much
So much that it hurts
Can’t you see
I’m falling apart

No one can replace you
I feel emptiness inside
A mess of dirt and filth
Used and broken

All I want is
A hug from you
As I cry and you say
Everything is going to be alright

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