In Honor of Our Bad Day
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what's, what's the issue?
I mean damn what is it now?
so every time you suspicious, i must be a liar...
or I think something happened the way you know it didn't happen....
how the fuck does that make any sense?
since you know it all, there's no point in arguing, what's my consequence...?
ill take it gladly just to hear you hush... you're too far... you're too far, your'e doing too much.
Im not for it today baby, im not for it, i dont want it to be tense...
Im sayin though...
Im already miserable at the fact that you cant be here...
my remedy is always a tear... because I fear... you wont be here long.
headaches and stomach aches from the pain... of you being gone
I mean, I know we gon' be alright, so the arguing is done in vain... really.
it just an instilled insecurity that I haven't cleansed out, but just because I say ill change... doesn't mean...
its gonna be overnight... give me over...time...
even though its not on our side...do right by me like i do you... support me the way i pour my heart into your progression because i dont feel its mutual... and if so... reassurance is bliss...
simmer down and listen as I tell you this...
as i put my fingers on your lips so you can shut up...
hear me when i say...:
Im really not trying to trouble you with my insecurities....
but...
i just feel so alone.
and i know my behavior is not one that you condone.
but love me and understand that I am sensitive...and im sorry when Im wrong
and I'ma grow but i need someone to grow with...build with...and see that the someone is you...cuz baby you aint perfect, but i like it that way...it makes you true...but you need to see that you aint too.
and this pressure to change, is driving me far from sane...so take it easy on me, cuz the good in me will come...just know that...
whatever it is this time...
we will get through...I promise.
& if you can do the same baby, then wed be for sure...
Because, I love you beyond comprehension, and trust...
no one will ever understand...
not even you...
In honor of our bad day...Miss Marie.
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