Don't try and cry, baby
don't turn and walk away
if you think you can face it, darling
why don't you stop there and stay?
You pretend your hearts breaking
you say your all alone
you say you spend your nights crying
and spend all day at home
your trying to win sympathy
warmth, generosity and empathy
your trying to get some prize
thats why you use that disguise.
Baby, tbh, your pathetic, you see
you think you can win both her and me
you think somehow you can have it all
and still complain you have nothing at all
you pray on little children
the young and old alike
basically, no one is safe
from your pervy sight.
Baby, did you really think
you could have it all
that you could act like such a freak
and still be all proud and tall?
You think you can be harsh
but you run from the truth
you think you can call me heartless
when all I am is aloof.
Baby I know you won't hear it
but here it is all the same
your nothing but a liar
playing a sad little game
grow up baby, grow up and see
see what your making your life be.
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Poetry
@ 2008-02-25 – 23:31:36
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wahey
@ 2008-02-25 – 22:58:06
Conflict Resolution was fun. Dance was tyring but fun. I'm starting to get ill again but I've decided I will not get ill. I will be well tomorrow. Which is why I'm going to go to bed soon.
I also did something vaguely towards bueaty= I painted one hands nails. Not both, but one. And I'm going to brush my hair after it's dried. I over do things too much, either I'm incredibly vain and complain all the time and expect nothing but compliments, or I go the oppisit and have no care at all about what I look like, which isin't always good. I still won't wear makeup though. I am def. allergic to my old conceiler.
