Sometimes
I sometimes wish that my feelings weren't so alive
That I could cut them on and off, just like I do the house lights
I sometimes wish that I didn't care if I hurt you or not, wish I could look into your eyes and tell you a story filled with nothing but lies.
I sometimes wish I could confuse your mind, wish I could control you like a puppet. Wish I could turn my back on you and say screw it.
I wish I could element all my tears, but I also sometimes wish you would have to carry these fears. Wish you would have to deal with the scars that will be with me no telling how many years.
Sadly I can't treat you like a toy. Even though I want to, I just can't destroy. Somehow I will figure out how to rewrite my story
Copyright © Julie Mollohan | Year Posted 2019
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