Another day, I'm left to think about you.
All the shit you've told me, and I convinced myself to believe.
What does "I love you" really mean to you?
Probably nothing, as in you say it, but you don't show it.
I'm a girl, I need reassurance, comfort, to feel loved.
I don't want to bitch to you, or your friends, but what else am I to do?
Nothing is going to get threw to you.
Last on your priority list, though, I should be used to it by now.
I don't want to be top on your list, but I should be close to it.
Boy, I want you to start showing me you care.
Ask me to hangout for once, alone time wouldn't hurt, tell me you love me all the time.
I don't know how much more of this I can stand,
Baby, please?
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in all honesty.
Have you ever felt this way?
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the roids are clearly fucking with the kid's brain. just sayin.
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