Friday, April 11, 2008

I wasn't talking about your re- post
A particular date set me off
That time is not ever going to leave me
Because I don't understand it and can't work it out
I try not to look back because it angers me
But the date was stuck right in my face
It's not hard to know what the writes about
It's just a big reminder of my public disgrace
Which might have been a muse to some
But I didn't care for it at all
That's why I don't trust the comments that are written
And I try not to get close to anyone at all
Because you know what happens once bitten
You shy away from anyone who calls
Why do you want me to prove the yellow letters
That part I don't understand at all
I didn't write the crap with death all through it
For that I don't want credit at all
Because Love had nothing to do with it
It's just the write of another person's fall