spack
01-12-2006, 11:34 PM
It's Hard
It’s hard to say how I feel today
I don’t seem to feel anymore.
It’s hard to say that I ruined it all
It’s hard for me to come to terms with.
I just pretend it was all your fault
I just pretend you’ll come back one day.
I keep myself alive on the hope of another day
I keep myself alive on the hope of your face.
It’s hard to see you happy.
It’s hard for me to ignore the fact that you’re happy
When you’re flaunting it right
in
my
face.
So, I’ll just go home and look at your picture for awhile.
I’ll remember the good times,
I’ll remember the smiles.
I’ll try not to cry
I’ll tell myself to be strong.
I’ll get angry when I do cry
And hurt myself for what I did wrong.
But don’t worry about me,
You wouldn’t anyway.
You don’t worry about anyone except yourself
And…maybe her.
But that’s not the point,
It’s nowhere near it.
I just wish I could go back and tell you how much you hurt me,
But you’d just sit there, blank expression on your face.
I feel as though you mock me, day after day,
As if I’m stupid for having emotions, for being hurt by such an
insensitive
little
git.
So, screw you, and screw her too.
I don’t need anyone to make me happy,
Least of all, I don’t need you.
It’s hard to say how I feel today
I don’t seem to feel anymore.
It’s hard to say that I ruined it all
It’s hard for me to come to terms with.
I just pretend it was all your fault
I just pretend you’ll come back one day.
I keep myself alive on the hope of another day
I keep myself alive on the hope of your face.
It’s hard to see you happy.
It’s hard for me to ignore the fact that you’re happy
When you’re flaunting it right
in
my
face.
So, I’ll just go home and look at your picture for awhile.
I’ll remember the good times,
I’ll remember the smiles.
I’ll try not to cry
I’ll tell myself to be strong.
I’ll get angry when I do cry
And hurt myself for what I did wrong.
But don’t worry about me,
You wouldn’t anyway.
You don’t worry about anyone except yourself
And…maybe her.
But that’s not the point,
It’s nowhere near it.
I just wish I could go back and tell you how much you hurt me,
But you’d just sit there, blank expression on your face.
I feel as though you mock me, day after day,
As if I’m stupid for having emotions, for being hurt by such an
insensitive
little
git.
So, screw you, and screw her too.
I don’t need anyone to make me happy,
Least of all, I don’t need you.