Told ya, promised that day, that night,
Whatever happens, this time I’ll make it right.
Well, it doesn’t seem that way, does it?
Situations messed up, puzzle botched, pieces misfit.
Explanations unheeded, scoffed at, doubted by all,
Arguments lop - sided, like you are talking to a wall.
Not really sure, how to talk back, how to respond,
How do you communicate, when words have no meaning to correspond?
Silence, I guess, may be that would help, would clear,
Or maybe even that’s no good, for this violent silence, I can’t bear.
Hey on the surface, all is good; it’s correct, all strong,
But deep down inside, it’s screwed up, it is so wrong.
No comments:
Post a Comment