My Box
I was caught and put into a box. Stuck me in a dark attic to myself. You told me to get a hold of myself and I lied. You said you would come back for me and you lied. I was only forgotten. Left alone to my tears and my own worst fears. And one day that I don't cry you open the lid to my box to see my face. To just stand there and stare then close the lid again, so I remember why I cried in the first place. And I fall for it each time the lid is opened. Thinking that it will be my day to come out of my box. To only find out that you just wanted me to cry over you, and no one else. To remind us both that you'll be the only one who can hurt me this much. Because you are the one who gave me, My Box.
Xanadux · Sun Apr 19, 2009 @ 02:16am · 0 Comments |