To wish to hurt
I stare longingly into the unknown
My bane of exsistence held in my palm
And yet the respect I recieve is less than I give
I know I deserve better
Yet I still fall fool to the same traps
The same cat and mouse game with the wrong people
People who want to hurt me
The real me who hides behind my facade
Even though that's the person they never see
Life, as we know it has come to an end
Once the cycle starts up again, there is no turning back...
My bane of exsistence held in my palm
And yet the respect I recieve is less than I give
I know I deserve better
Yet I still fall fool to the same traps
The same cat and mouse game with the wrong people
People who want to hurt me
The real me who hides behind my facade
Even though that's the person they never see
Life, as we know it has come to an end
Once the cycle starts up again, there is no turning back...