Looking Back On the Bad
i sit here on the tracks
everything has changed
i try to sort out these new facts
i was his number two
I didn't know
But now i do
and its time to look for
someone new
today my old teddy provided no
comfort
so im here instead
one of the few times im truly
hurt
im looking back on the bad
he was my number one
And now I'm so sad
i run my fingers through the
gravel
tears rolling down my cheeks
my world is slowly starting to
unravel
im looking back on the bad
but all i see is him
i think of what i thought i had
I remember his sweet kisses
Tender moments I hope he
Forever misses
I guess I never truly showed
how I felt
How each time he warped me
in his arms I would start to
melt
I'm looking back in the bad
And I'm ready to die
Ive wasted my trust
And I'm wondering why
Copyright © Ayla Hughes | Year Posted 2011
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