They might think I'm happy and I'm doing just fine. But I'm telling you, they effing don't know what's inside my heart. They'd never know, because I'd never show it off to them. I'm fake. I fake smile. I can act happy when I'm secretly dying, bleeding inside. Don't judge and blame me, because it's just hard for me to show them my tears.
You might think I'm too emotional and childish, but when you're in my shoes.. you're dead.
LAST NIGHT.
You told me you'd never do it again. Yes, you did not dump me, but you WANTED to. I could not be any sadder. Last night was the second worst. My heart hurt, you should know. It might've been broken.
I just don't get it,
Why were you doing that to me?
Lemme tell you a thing I believe,
If you loved me, you'd not do such thing.
You might think I'm too emotional and childish, but when you're in my shoes.. you're dead.
LAST NIGHT.
You told me you'd never do it again. Yes, you did not dump me, but you WANTED to. I could not be any sadder. Last night was the second worst. My heart hurt, you should know. It might've been broken.
I just don't get it,
Why were you doing that to me?
Lemme tell you a thing I believe,
If you loved me, you'd not do such thing.
Labels: desperation, love, mood + feeling