All Those Pretty Words

Lying in my bed, fetal position
Under the covers, of my bad decisions


Just when I thought, I had it figured out
This emptiness once again, fills me with doubt


Here I am, alone again
Not even my pride, left to defend


There’s a mirror, inside of me
Is who I am, what you really see


All my pretty words, now waisted
Poems and promises, I thought would save ya 
Loves a bitter word, our hearts have tasted
Find what you love, and watch it break ya


Once again, I’ve laid myself bare
What this world thinks, Hell, I no longer care


Apologies, sleeping inside us all
Like broken words, now tired and oh so raw


Lets pretend it all never happened
We’ll hide our sadness, behind nervous laughter


Footsteps creaking, on wooden floors
Your ghost whispers, behind my closet door


All those pretty words, now waisted
Poems and promises, I once gave ya
Loves a bitter word, our hearts have tasted
Find what you love, and let it break ya

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