Sunday, October 14, 2012

Fake as it seems

I'm so tired of this lack of RnR
Rest and Relaxation
I'm so tired of the old ways of got to convince you I'm cool

Just because I dated women and got high far too much
Yea, that means I'm cool
When in fact
But you didn't instead you hated me
Banished me, vanished me, vanquished me, relinquishing your dreams
I'm tired even today after all these years the way you hated
still seeps in me, sits within me, rises to the surface when I see the exchanges
Your camaraderie fake as it seem
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