Broken Paint
We'd just layed down our first bricks
Building a wall so that troubles we withstand
But even before the wall dried up
You were already jumping over it
And it hurt like fresh steps on grass
Cause we had just started walking this path
Thinking that if we held hands the bond would be strong
But I was the only sticking out my hand while yours slipped
It's like what we had was old paint
And you didn't want to put fresh paint on
That's why even before it had a chance to dry up
You already going back to your old ways, old paint
It was still very wet, I sat here watching it dry
How I wish I'd not fallen asleep,
cause I don't understand why the cracks
What made it to be broken paint
And I'm hurt cause I'll have to let it dry
For I can't just remove it I had too much invested
And if it settles; the harder it will be to remove
But I can't run over a new coat till I've scrabbed this off
And when the broken paint is off
I rather it stay nude till I figure out a new coat
Cause I'm done changing coats
I need good paint to withstand the long years ahead
The PO£T
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