Jaded Jezzabelle
And he whispered in my ear...
The road to hell is paved with good intentions...
how can you call me a friend...when you can't extend to me the respect that i require......can't comprehend when my true feeling are shared...won't bend or even pretend that you cared.......you said we could tell eachother anything.... thats the bond we have between us.........nothing but the truth right ......whos truth yours or mine.......i didn't intend for it to be this way.....always searching for something to say that won't offend you .......we've been through this before.....I don't want to go back to slamming doors to hide the hurt that you so casually inflict because it really makes me sick.....to think i have to cower or amend the way i really feel .....while you judge me from the tower you take refuge in....i've grown up ......and I have no desire to live like that again........we learn alot about each other....everytime we recover from a fall....but this time i have no choice but to stand tall and proud of the woman i have grown to be..i'm strong.....and you know its wrong to think you can devour all my passion...take away my light ...or rob me of my power...and think that its alright....i don't have a magic wand to wave all this away.....or change the things i say that you don't want to hear....you can't just dissapear and be justified within your actions......you can hide alone..... but when all the seeds that you have sewn.... find their way back home.....and all my fears subside and all the tears have dried and all our secrets have flown away...... then will you find something profound to say.....when your on the outside and your looking in... when you can see my lips moving but you can't hear a sound and whats been lost can never be found...... then will you understand that you impound my purity.....as we go around and around....back and fourth in and out.....i'm drowning in your appathy while you choke on all your pride......the day will come when you wish you had tried to.......listen....