grey and black, who care?
why should i spend the entire night crying you off my mind?
why should you care?
why should you?
why?
why should you treat me like my feeling doesn't count?
why should you pretend you are there?
why should you pretend?
why should you?
why?
I am boring. that's what you think.
I am agreeable. that's what you think
I am serious. that's what you think
I am old. That's what you think
I am not your friend. that's what you think.
your friends.
they are young and stupid. you're clever
they are dumb. you're clever
they don't know much. you're clever
they like fun. you think you are it
they want exclusive. you think you are it.
they are lost. you think you are a saviour.
they are pretty things, i get that. you want to be it.
so, you reject me.
Because i am everything that they are not.
i can read you like a book.
predictable.
readable.
easy to guess.
easy to sway.
just because i didn't say anything
you go about faking "friendship".
well, stop.
i'm not buying "fake"
i don't want to be in a battle
to prove my worth
either you realise it or not,
it's entirely up to you.
i'm done here.
enough. yes enough.
you lost your privilege. with me.
run along.
i need my space... (s)
just a response from my watching "i miss u", a Korean drama. So full of emotions and unfairness i ended up crying.
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