by Amber Woods

Created on: May 27, 2009

if you were gone there'd be no one
you were my friend my light my sun
in which came up every 24 hours
without you there'd be no more flowers
but you were a fake like backstabbing jerk
i wanted to press a button that made you not work
but you were gone you had left me
you left me for what you thought was queen bee.
but you were wrong she was wrong
you weren't meant to get along

yet you still fell for her not me
it was me that you did not want to see
and so i felt so bad when you got hurt
and i knew it was because you were such a flirt
And i finally saw
that to me you'd become nothing at all
you twisted and turned my mind to think wrong
all i wanted then was for you to be gone
you were dead in my eyes
a simple small fly
i wanted you to die
i didn't want you to go to the Skye
i wanted stab you so very well
that you'd to go on your own journey to hell
and so i say goodbye to you and that bitch
i hope i can bury you in a lifeless dirty pitch
because thats where you belong
underground where your not the boss and your not very strong
but this is fantasy not reality
reality is Ive gaven you too much pity
so now i have problem the same as yours
i cant just cry on the floor
so i did something that might just work
i stopped that bitch from being such a jerk
i killed her yes i killed her
oh no Ive just become a killer
but no wait this is all in my head
reality is I'm still in my bed
will this nightmare stop
or will this subject ever drop
is this reality or fantasy
am i in a country or city
reality is what i might want to pay to attention
or reality is I'm asking to much questions

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