unapreciated (re-post)

it is laced (with the feelings that i chase for every line in your face)
in all of the seacrets that you keep (in the water you displace and the person in my place)
because you fail (as this train has de railed) to be descrete
with every standard that i meet (for every lie that i cant keep alongside the nights that i cant sleep)
lies another failure to repeat...
....the sucess (and all the bleeding air left in my chest)

im tired of hearing (with terms so sharp and scars endearing)
"its for the best"
so ill roll my tears back (as you roll your tounge)
in my throat (a collapsed lung)
while you pretend its all alright (while i wish that you would choke)
while you ripped apart seatbelts
and left my left side threw the windshield
(a numbing not yet felt)

but i dont mind
so dont mind me
i dont matter...
...just another tired and worn doll for you to step on...
another doll for you to batter...
for you to watch me bleed (watch what youll do to me)
with seconds and phlosphy

because im never better
never better you than i
ill sit until im replaced with another smile
another face
sad, still and sorry still...
...for the inconvenience

but
when you left (exit stage right dammit!!)
you left me
you left exit wounds and still bleeding
hemoraging
scaring right over the spot

where you once held my heart....

~david & andrew (my split personallity)