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Monday, April 14

Something's Gonna Change

I am a doormat. I have always been a doormat. I could always be a doormat.
But I refuse to be your doormat anymore.

You, Mr. Hokey Pokey, with your in and your out... you can just step in the mud and track it all through the rest of your life. I won't clean the shit off your shoes anymore.

And You, Mr. Victim, with your wounds... I won't be your nurse. You can stich up the holes that you made all by yourself. I could care less whether the needle is sanitary and I hope you finally get the infection you deserve.

Oh yes, and you, Mr. Magician , with your dissapearing act... I won't be your assistant. I'm lifting that screen and telling your secrets. And you won't trick me with your slight of hand because I know the rabbitt was in the hat all along.

And I'm done making excuses for all of you. You weren't lonely, you weren't hurting, and you weren't really a nice guy somewhere inside. You were bored, you were needy, and you were a liar. You're heartbreakers, all of you. Vulchers and thieves.
Like merchants with poisoned apples you made your sale. I think I played the part of the damsel in distress quite well thinking you might turn out to be some sort of prince or at least a peasant with an honest job and soul.

Well I've had them apples and my little friends have woken me from my sleep. So just find some other girl who's Dad isn't there to smite your selfish, cold excuse of a heart.

But there's a danger in loving somebody too much,
and it's sad when you know
it's your heart you can't trust.
There's a reason why people don't stay
where they are.
Baby, sometimes, love just aint enough.

It makes a
sound like thunder, it makes me feel like rain.
And like a fool who will
never see the truth,
I keep thinking something's gonna change.

1 comments:

Anonymous said...

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