A lyric about a failed relationship from the 3rd Ear Wordz vault.
“I’ve had enough. I’m sick and tired of you taking me for granted.
Now I’m toughening up, cutting the ties that keep us banded.
Guys like you are too selfish, caught up in your own game.
Always promising changes, yet things remain the same.
Well I’ve tried, given you all that I could.
You fail to recognise how I feel.
And telling me you’re the one who’s been misunderstood.
You just don’t know when you’ve got something good.
So believe me cause this time it’s true.
I’m giving up on you.
Lost count of the times I had your back.
Whilst you were cheating behind mine.
Gave up on my dreams only for you to treat me so blatantly unkind
Oh why! Tell me one time that I ever did you wrong?
I’ve been such a fool to put up with you so long.
You used to love me, hold me, be there for me baby.
Now you walk over me, crush my pride and say that you care for me baby.
Well no more. I’m tired of being your fool.
Believe me boy, I’m giving up on you.
Now my eyes are open and I can see through the haze.
When I see you on the street, I’ll be looking the other way.
Cause I don’t want to see the tears in your eyes,
Or hear about how you’re hurting inside.
Because I know its all lies.
How many times do you want to throw your love on me?
Then when I don’t live up to your expectations, take it back from me.
I’m worth more than the drama you put me through.
Believe me boy, I’m giving up on you.”
Copyright D Woolcock for 3rd Ear Wordz
This poem by Jessa’s Will expresses pain and sadness expressively with a figurative yet sharp impact.
The agony I hide
When the pain
I could no longer endure
I try to smile
I have to carve it
Upon my face
With a blade of sanity
Just to put on
A happy face
The sorrow shows
For it’s destined
To live within me
My last breath
Copyright Jessa’s Will 2015
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