Cry.Black.Tears

because I like to torture myself

Posted on: October 1, 2009

sometimes i do not know what i’m doing.
my heart is gone.
i like to do things opposite.
i like to walk the hard way.
i do not like things to come easy.
i like to torture myself.

i like to be the death of you.
and indeed i will.
someday you will hate me.
for there’s something i’m not telling you.

on purpose maybe
accidently no.
i just like to distance myself away from you.
for i do not like things to go easy
i like to torture myself.
and you had no choice (actually you do)
but to go along with my tiffany twisted mind.

we’re like poles
we repel
for i do not like things to go easy.
i like to torture myself.

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