Torn
I can’t change/You can’t change/We are Two separate/ people with Two separate hearts when did this road shred apart/
I can’t force this love anymore/ I am lost in deep thought / Emotional pain hurts/ but when you Add mental games/ and a teaspoon of lies/ It’s just ugly as a newborn cries for help
This broken heart lingers woman/ I am tired/ Trying to piece this love hate relationship together/ it’s so torn in pieces I can’t pinpoint the location/ we are too far apart / Now longitude and latitude can’t place us together/broken hearts/ Frustrating tears/
Now it’s two separate lines/ two different directions/ do you see my reflection/ reflect off this glass mirror/ Now look at my torn face as sweats falls off my face/ Tears in my eyes a whale can swim/ It’s frustrating to find a answer/ At first I couldn’t sleep/ lonely night became very dark / but now start to feel like Morning’s are my best sunshine
Copyright © Christopher Michaels | Year Posted 2013
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