Balemia
I set here in this hospital bed,
With all this time to dread.
With all that was said...
i stop to stare
But look away instead
When will you see?
Balemia is what i am,
Balemia is what i'll be
If you cant help me no one will,
Can't you see this pain that i'm in
Its hard to let you go,
With all this time that we've spent
You walk in on me,
With my finger down my throat.
On you're words that you choked
You said you cant stand me,
And that there was nothing left to say.
Cant you see?
Balemia is what i am,
Balemia is what i'll be.
I love you for you,
Why dont you love me for me?
Copyright © Hannah Croy | Year Posted 2011
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