And this hurt, like I'm spurned and this life has just turned.
This night into a fight, and this storm that spring brings,
and I plummet into black rings, and angel songs as they sings
sweet songs but not for me, why should they be?
I'm just Rob, fuck true names,
And this guy I could blames,
But it's me. Always just me. Alone.
Its my fault, and my heart, I must vault.
With a spear douses in my blood,
But I bleed this black mud,
No one cares, no one sings,
No poetry my heart brings,
I sing of rage and of power,
But of course this isn't your hour,
I am a Simple being,
an emotional thing.
But this poetry has grown sour and bitter,
Fuck this shit, I'm just a quitter,
Call me edgy but this hurt is real,
When I was so close to said sweet deal,
But these are my cards, and I cast them down,
A smile in reverse is just a frown?
How wrong I was, this feeling of hate,
When all I wanted was one fucking date,
The nurses say I could be a model,
When all they do is chug that bottle,
I haven't felt healthy til I met who?
Now self doubt I must chew.
So thank you,
So thank you,
I feel like a fool that I could a been happy.
It's all I wanted, Happiness.
