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I’m a hypocrite
I met a boy who was willing to give me his all,
He was ready to rip his own heart out for me,
But mine was too busy beating for you.
I thought this was a chance to move on from the tight grasp you have of me,
A way to let go of this choking toxicity.
I met this boy who said I was his everything,
But everything he says leads back to you.
I’m in a cycle of repetition, a relentless déjà vu,
I’m caught in a loop, unable to break through.
Break away from you.
What spell did you cast? What hold did you weave?
Binding my soul to yours, refusing to leave?
He dreams to wrap a ring around my finger,
But Im still wrapped around yours.
Oh boy, I’m sorry I can’t evoke the same feelings as you.
I’m trapped with my own.
I understand how you feel,
And I wish I didn’t.
It's suffocating, this dance of contradiction,
And I am a hypocrite…
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Socky xxx
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