Tuesday, February 2, 2010

8. Feeling Sorry

I guess you lost my respect a while back. I didn’t want to lose it, but after what you have done, how could I not? I tried. Really. But I can only give half, because the other half is your job. And I can’t do your job for you.

Believe in the best of people.
I do.
Always.
And it always ends up getting me hurt.


So now I’m giving up.
Giving up caring what you think.
Giving up caring whether I hurt you or not.

Quite frankly my dear, I don’t give a damn.

Giving up trying to get you to understand.
Giving up trying to get you to care.
Giving up trying to get you to realise that I’m not made of concrete.

A twisted up frown disguised as a smile
Well you would have never known

Giving up trying to blame everyone else for what you are doing.
Giving up trying to make excuses for you.
You don’t deserve it.

I think I shall just give up on you altogether.
You aren’t worth my time.








And if you ask me for another chance?
My answer will be
“I’m sorry, I have none left to give you.”

I’ve already wasted them all on you.




So just fuck off and leave me alone.



And I’m getting bored waiting around for you
We’re not getting any younger and I won’t look back
Cause there’s no use, it’s time to move forward

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