What is it . . . what do see looking through your eyes at me?
You never tell me what it is that you want me to see.
Why can't i feel?
Welling up from somewhere inside is the pain, the anger . . . and my pure rage and hate for you.
Standing . . . why are you standing in front me?
You make me want to scream, i want to see you die, feel the air leave you heart.
What do you see in my eyes?
Why does it matter if it all just your own lies?
I feel it well up in me every time i see you face, i just want to rip it off.
All you do is lie in your eyes, the eyes that i can't stand to see anymore.
Just get away from me . . . walk away . . . . and never look back at me so i don; have to see you.
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