Yesterday you said goodbye and turned and walked the
other way without any reason or explanation. Is what I
see before me a hallucination? I should have seen it
coming. Im not perturbed by the fact that you see me as a
disgrace. I need the confidence to take a stand and put
you in your place and wipe that stupid smile of your
face! So different, I always thought that part was
insignificant but still you deem the problems as no
accident and thought my f*cking attitude was ignorant or
was that just bland? I see you run, I see you hide, you
breath so soft and talk so slight. I bet you wish Id let
things lie but Im just warming to the fight. I see you
standing alone on the cold city street as you reach for
the phone. The bottles run dry, the tear in your eye you
realise now that I tried . . . how I tried?