The pendulum doesn't swing, it just sways Through all the nights and all the days Phone numbers in your pocket, "wrong number" you explain I was attracted by your beauty, now it's a bane. A time bomb ticking away in my hands nowhere to throw it, not even in the sand It's not bad enough I have to pretend like I accept you trumpeting your fidelity when everyone knows you crept. I swore how it'd end would be on my terms But grew complacent, and that vow fed the worms I may not be smart, but I can lift heavy things And now I also know why the caged bird sings. Bound by my words and actions, displayed on the screen how you gonna love me at the top but not when times are lean? I know who I am. A success? At what? Behind me a door opens briefly, but when I turn it's shut What you have taught me I can use to my heart to keep people away and keep others apart Knowing what I know only makes it worse And you weren't supposed to be special. You weren't even my first. There's no hope for us. You didn't say that real well I'm alone inside my mind, but in my mind is hell What could I have done different? Why replay the mistakes? Why sit alone, staring unseeingly at the lake? Could I use this? Why, of course, but sit and listen to me tell you why everything turns to shit Depressed as hell, I start to reason Why the Summer of Self-Hate gets picked up for a fourth season It's all my fault. I should have been there even though we pulled arguments out of thin air I'd like to say I don't care, even though I do Time's up on this thing between me and you. You don't have to say it, I see it in your eyes I see it in your tears, even more in your lies Now I know how this story ends, in the final scene rain And even as the bomb blows up in my face, I feel not an ounce of pain.
Reason for writing:
You know.
Birth sign: Aries
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