When I walk into the room you're smile disappears as if I've just stolen your light
Why is that you continue to ask me to stay if you only spew complaints?
Always fighting, always struggling, always depressed.
Allowing me to do things..Then making me feel guilty about doing them afterwards.
Why even bother
enjoying things when I'm always afraid of your reaction..Or setting you off
We had good times
and I suppose that's what I'm hanging on too
and the guilt
binds me here too
I wish my heart was cold
Numb
It would make things easier in the long run
But that damned haze you keep me under
Makes me float through my day's
Hoping tomorrow will be better then today
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