Quietwriter

Heartache

I love her so much it hurst
No other pain is worse

Then being kept from someone you love

Hearing her laugh and seeing her smile,
Running thru here all day in my mind

Being told that daddy don’t care
Hold up, how is that fair

Look into her eyes
She sees thru your disguise

And soon will start to despise
Because of all of the lies

I’ve made my mistakes and paid for my crimes
Day after day, it’s just not my time

The changes I’ve made and person I’ve become will never be enough

One day soon you’ll look at me and say
“I’m sorry but glad your ok”

I don’t care if your glad and don’t give a damn bout your “ I’m sorry”,

You didn’t care enough to stay when things goin wrong

But now that I’m good you wanna try and get along?

I’m on my way up and I’ve done it on my own
Nobody but God has with me since day one

So don’t try to share in my victory
Cuz to me your nothing but history

I’m nothin but an object to you
Just something you can use

I keep you entertained when your bored
Or have nobody else,

Plz Timothy won’t you help us?

Fell for it to many times already
So this time I’m gonna keep things steady

When I say good luck to you in life
Instead of picking up the knife

I’ll just sit back and watch as life eats you up and throws you to the side, but just remember you once had a place by my side

Bank acct will never be big
But in love I’ll be rich

For one day my queen will arise
And you’ll have to watch from the side