Deny My Choices
you got me down
you got my frown
now I am frozen
pitiful and self-loathing
trapped in this ocean
drifting with the tides
weaken by your lies
I had faith I'd pretend
I couldn't see I was blind
you were my friend
I just ignored the signs
now alone troubled and cold
the warmth has me crying
I tried to give up but I couldn't cut dying
maybe tomorrow the sun will shine
maybe tomorrow I won't be crying
maybe tomorrow you'll stop lying
maybe tomorrow I will quit denying
all this misery for no decision see
Copyright © Carrissa Whateley | Year Posted 2016
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