east side love is living on the west end (xoalliestarox) wrote in not_plagiarism,
east side love is living on the west end

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*something i wrote today*


I look at you as you look at me,
Things aren't the same as they used to be.
You say you don't care, you say you're fed up,
And all the while I'm saying, "Keep your head up."
But my words, they fall upon a pair of deaf ears,
Your sadness makes you say things that bring me to tears.
But you don't seem to care that my heart is breaking,
and you're oblivious to the toll that this is taking.
I stand here before you, with arms open wide,
With much understanding and a swallowed pride.
I try to get it through to you that I'll always be there,
that I love you, I need you, and I'm always gonna care.
But for some odd reason, this means nothing at all.
You push me further away the faster you fall.
Why not take the hand of someone trying to help out?
Do you think the way to talk is to scream and shout?
A fight need not be started to get things off your mind,
No matter what I'm doing, I'll always find the time.
But its obvious to me that I mean nothing more to you,
That I'm a boring, uncharming psycho. What am I to do?
All I have done is love you, all I have done is care.
For you to think this way of me is incredibly unfair.
Never once have I meant to hurt you, or make you feel this way,
Now you despise me. Why? I thought I'd never see this day.
My silence makes you angry, my affection overwhelms you,
This is me, this is how I am, I don't know what else to tell you.
I feel so weak because through all of this, I cannot let you go.
I want to be here for you, its because I love you so.
Maybe someday you'll see things differently, I'll be beautiful in your eyes.
You'll accept me, we'll be happy, and I'll be someone you don't despise.
And maybe someday, my tears will be worth all this shittiness inside,
Maybe you'll love me, maybe you'll care, and within me you'll confide.

July 12th, 2002
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