Too Late

I gave you everything i could
and still thats not enough
its like hitting my head against wood
Saying im okay is a bluff

i want to cut i want to bleed
to disappear and not feel a thing
but i wont for i dont know where it will lead
or what other troubles it will bring

I want to hate you but i can not
my love is far too great
my stomach ties itself in a knot
When i realize i was too late

Too late because you chose another
too late to fix what we had
too late because you view me as a brother
too late because i have gone mad...
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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