Her eyes
Would she be proud
to call me what I am
what I've become
would I be good enough
for someone else
stop the blank stares
acting like you care
these sad eyes don't need your pity.
they've got enough to drown the city.
those angry eyes
I've got them too.
but I don't need yours.
those distant eyes
make me want to stay.
but the paranoia
always makes me feel astray.
I’ll push you away
just to see if you'd comeback like Kerouac
to call me what I am
what I've become
would I be good enough
for someone else
stop the blank stares
acting like you care
these sad eyes don't need your pity.
they've got enough to drown the city.
those angry eyes
I've got them too.
but I don't need yours.
those distant eyes
make me want to stay.
but the paranoia
always makes me feel astray.
I’ll push you away
just to see if you'd comeback like Kerouac
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