Its Old
It seems as if you make me cry
More than you make me smile
You make me sad and mad
More than you make me glad
You fill me with rage
More and more in each stage
You make me miserable
Like I'm the one who's terrible
It seems like its nothing to you
Maybe you don't see the damage you do
Or you might ignore it
Or just don't want to see me express it
Does it scare you?
For something to go wrong?
For there to be an obstacle?
For nothing to be the way its supposed to be?
Holding it in makes it build
Build and build
Till it can't grow anymore
Till it is to much to hold
Till all you want to do is explode
But not saying anything you implode
And no one you have told
And this relationship has grown cold
You feel nothing
And we have become strangers
And I am just a distraction
In your busy schedule
You won't want to waste anymore time on me
After a while I'll bore you, you see
But till the time I'll let you be
Just tell me,
When you stop thinking of me
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