I've made no moves on you,
i've made it clear
i don't like you for the least,
yet you say those
words of yours.
those words of your invisions.
But i wish to be of not part,
of or mind, or your hormones.
You will not stop,
so i finish you off...so i thought..
But then im in this black,
sicking hole..
you hold me back,
with the strength
that nevered showed.
Im feeling sick,
feeling dizzy,
wishing this was not true to be.
Your lips spread over me
like darkened wings
readly to fly.
I try to cry, i try to fight,
but your iron's seem to be
as much as what they are.
Now im bare,
in dispare,
wishing soon for this
to be one horrid
night mare.
When i open my eyes
your with the air,
hesitation .. none for you.
So i walk down the halls,
and there your are
smiling your sly smile.
Blackened holes
just stare through me..
i think im passing out again.
For you nothing's happened..
for me my world's changed. |
