looking through the window

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    looking through the window




    i need peace of mind
    peace of mind from your anger
    from your selfish thought
    from your temper
    so if its running you need
    ill leave you to your needs

    peace of mind knowing you prefer that over us
    your addiction
    contradicts yourself plenty
    it would'nt be the first time

    cant i be angry too
    cant i want to scream bloody fucking murder inside too
    what about me
    what about us

    the passion for crying inside
    i dont like it one bit
    id rather scream and punch like you all
    hit someone and blame them instead of scream inside

    we'll see if your my greatest lover or my worst lie
    we will see how long you'll stick around

    im sick of alot of shit to baby
    i'm sick of giving a fuck when i feel like others dont
    im sick of all these tears when men are insensitive and when i think you all suck the most i dont face the truth for once
    being conned into something i believe i would cherish for the rest of my life

    is it really so blank inside
    can i turn careless too
    grateful for all i have
    i will never let a man tear me down
    but the destruction they can create in a minute
    is more then trecherous
    its hazardous
    turn the light out
    forget it for tonight right
    my feelings never did matter and i guess its gonna have to be alright
    tend to your needs all the time
    when will be the time that you give a fuck about someone else besides you
    i cant let it go right away
    you'll always know how i feel
    and if it means letting go
    i guess thats what it is
    no matter how much love we have for eachother
    or its just me
    better then the last one but maybe not good enough again.

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    In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.

    Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.

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