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I write now when I'm sad, blue, and just thinking damn how did I end up with you
Isn't this what you wanted
Oh damn I thought
There go my thinking self thinking it was so important to be with you
Ha thought shit was going to change
Well maybe it did, but see it doesn't even matter because you can't let go of all the pain
Everything still just feels the same
He says everything has changed, but no the thoughts in your head says it the same
Damn I need some glasses to help me see
My foggy mind tells me it was never met to be, but I love him it has to be, hell I married him, and now I complaining I can't see
Maybe I need some time damn it must really be me
Ugh I need some time to love him so he can see we are meant to be take a trip to create precious moments spent because if I look back I can't see us be, because the pain was unbearable and hell its the reason I cant see
Someone pour me a drink this shit getting to deep, like quick sand I'm sinking and I don't think he's going to save me let me drown in what feels like the great deep blue sea, will someone give me some glasses I cant see mind cloudy and my fog lights see there broken, I'm driving blinded this cant be legal let him be my guided lord because I cant see.......
Copyright © Tanika King | Year Posted 2015
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