Maybe if my memories fade away like my childhood did…
Could I forsake the hate?
Your flaws made me grow at a rate too fast to enjoy it
The selfish way you acted made me avoid my own reflection
Long nights, late mornings, red and blue lights
My mother yells. My brother hides me
He hides me from you...
And from what you can do
All I did was cry…
Felling so weak and confused
I didn’t understand why you smiled while we cried and bled
The day we broke from you
She said this was our new start
That we were the three musketeers
One for all and all for one
Six years later and you still drink that poison..
But this time there’s hope, for you and that disgusting disease
Six years later I’ve learned to forgive and move on…
Now it’s your turn
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