You were infuriating
And your voice so aggravating
But my feeling's unabating
And I'll firmly stand my ground
But you don't see
that you'll be
And Let you in?
Be a sin.
Listening to your mouth begin
Things I hate
As your voice begins to grate
Then you'll start to get irate
Where-in you'll expect
Me to be
As compliant as can be
But then you're floored
By my Sword
Wielded by my tongue, of course
You dropped me into something new
wrapped me in a feeling that was all but true
Then tried to clip my wings when I flew
Next to You..
So this person that I've mentioned
May have had some good intentions
But he held his head aloft,
And he lost it in the clouds.
'Cause one & one & one is one
For those of which are lost among
those of which hold every piece
Until the time they feel release
And then their lives crash down too
Cause they refuse to start anew
Or even share the torch.