stuck to them


We see you hanging out with her
We try to be patient
but what we see is bigger than that
bigger than you

You see she's like a glass box
with all her contents
put on display for you
on display for us

You seem to be the only one who
sees her through a tinted glass
you don't see the hatred,the lies,
the hurt,the pain,and the betrayl

Sometimes I wish you cared about
the right things
But one thing I know you care about is her

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