Pushing the sacred boundaries of friendship
watching as you pull away
all i want is closer to you, climbing nearing the tip
what is it that i have to say?
pretending that we are, when cold truths stare me down
ignoring their words, i always play the part of the clown
never more then the humbled friend, old wounds, newly rend.
moving into false dreams, rejection just around the next bend
slow self reliazation sends me back down to cold reality
hit the lowest valley of depair
but i dust myself off, swearing to you, my feality
hating every part of me, knowing this isnt fair
telling myself this lie is something, better then none at all
balancing dangerously on the brink, believing im on the ball
trudging deeper into love, i make an excuse, a lie to the soul
hope versus reason, the battle rages on, im still paying the toll
Barely learning from my past mistakes
maybe i should cool the jets, take it slow?
sick of all the longing with the pangs and aches
retreating to solitary safety, you cant ever even know
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