Wednesday, December 01, 2010

To you 011210

I know this girl who's fierce and violent towards me
And I have no idea why she hits out at me
I admit I tease her sometimes when I'm bored to death
But she retaliates like she wants the last of my breath
I used to call her bully for the way she treated me
It was slaps, punches and kicks when she greeted me
It was irrational, maybe disrespectful
But I thought that she was just a kid, she had no clue
The line drawn between being rude and being cool
Accepting that she was just a girl still in school
Maybe I was a nuisance, but I loved her responses
Like when she gives me the 'what-the-hell' expressions
In the short term I found it hard to accept
Being the target of her brutal attacks
But in the long run she became my source of fun
Someone to add in the colours in this life of a bum
It's not like I see or talk to her every day
But somehow when we meet there's always something to say
It's strange considering we never talked much
Before that it seemed like the result of her grudge
She didn't care much, and befriended me on Facebook
At a point of her life when she stopped being rude
And at this point of my life I was missing my own life
So when rumours that they were leaving were rife
Suddenly the whole world just crashed upon me
Life's a bitch trashin' on me, .. don't you agree
... ... ...

They were right, sometimes I do complain a lot
Regarding people on this shit land and what not
Neglectin' the people that were always around here
And then just right in front of my eyes they disappeared
She was right, we were never close anyways
So why would I care at all in the first place
As they leave behind everything they had on this island
They leave behind regrets in the hearts of empty men
Wishing they could have done something different
Wishing they could have been better cousins
But we were not, and it's now all but too late
On a Ar-Ess (r/s) report card, with a sub-pass grade
All I have is apologies for all that's amiss
And these words of wish(es), you're stronger than this
People change for the better or the worse, behold
So stay true and stay gold, and some day, some day..
Some day you will shine brighter than gold..
And I know you will shine brighter than gold.

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