Sunday, December 14, 2008
Buck
You claim i speak of lies.
Along with the sins bad people do.
You saw no amount of tears i cried,
when you spoke of some one new.
Did you not see what laid bare before you?
Did you not notice the clarity of the status quo?
Clouded by insecurities.Your whole life a facade.
Enhanced and Edited like how you wanted it to be.
You were the eye at every corner.
You were the spy behind every turn.
You quit something You never tried
Please see how your life is a lie.
I’m no longing hanging onto you.
You muscle-bodied timidity.
I’m no longer thinking bout You.
You possessive Buck.