The Story.
My blood bleeds red.
That's what the doctor said.
But It should be bleeding black and blue.
For all the things you put my through.
Now I'll wonder.
Was what we had such a blunder?
Was it so hard to think?
That you were pushing my heart to the brink?
Now shouldn't I wish you dead?
That's what my friends have said.
That I should hate you for all that you are.
Be so angry, that I would gladly run you over with my car.
Then the next one comes around.
Me thinking this will all be safe and sound.
Within weeks that turned me on my head.
Nothing but a couple of typed words said.
Now you come along, Me giving a chance that things will change.
I would like to think that everything was good, was that so strange?
I suppose it was, for easily that boat sailed.
Something must be wrong, if this has all failed.
Another bridge being burned.
Has the tide really turned?
So now I'm sitting here, staring down the time.
Is finding love such a crime?
If so I have been thrown in the penitentiary.
With my heavy heart to carry.
Has all these events turned me into a cynic?
Finding the faults even in the simply picnic.
Has all my optimism turned sour?
Being taken advantage of for all of them to devour.
But even after all of this, I still can't help but think.
This will all be behind me, like a simple blink.
That person will come in a time I will not know.
For the masses, this is indeed so.
I have faith in the future, and all It's endeavors.
It will come slowly, and within time however.
But I know this will all be worth it in the end.
Being able to enjoy times with my best friend.
Find a future key to my heart, that I will show the whole world.
Knowing we will survive, even as hard as will will be hurled.
A new generation will be given birth to, one of which will be my own.
Maybe my optimism isn't done, even though this is not set in stone.
I have faith in what is to come, all the events that yet to come.
It will be worth it, if that will be the overall sum.
That's what the doctor said.
But It should be bleeding black and blue.
For all the things you put my through.
Now I'll wonder.
Was what we had such a blunder?
Was it so hard to think?
That you were pushing my heart to the brink?
Now shouldn't I wish you dead?
That's what my friends have said.
That I should hate you for all that you are.
Be so angry, that I would gladly run you over with my car.
Then the next one comes around.
Me thinking this will all be safe and sound.
Within weeks that turned me on my head.
Nothing but a couple of typed words said.
Now you come along, Me giving a chance that things will change.
I would like to think that everything was good, was that so strange?
I suppose it was, for easily that boat sailed.
Something must be wrong, if this has all failed.
Another bridge being burned.
Has the tide really turned?
So now I'm sitting here, staring down the time.
Is finding love such a crime?
If so I have been thrown in the penitentiary.
With my heavy heart to carry.
Has all these events turned me into a cynic?
Finding the faults even in the simply picnic.
Has all my optimism turned sour?
Being taken advantage of for all of them to devour.
But even after all of this, I still can't help but think.
This will all be behind me, like a simple blink.
That person will come in a time I will not know.
For the masses, this is indeed so.
I have faith in the future, and all It's endeavors.
It will come slowly, and within time however.
But I know this will all be worth it in the end.
Being able to enjoy times with my best friend.
Find a future key to my heart, that I will show the whole world.
Knowing we will survive, even as hard as will will be hurled.
A new generation will be given birth to, one of which will be my own.
Maybe my optimism isn't done, even though this is not set in stone.
I have faith in what is to come, all the events that yet to come.
It will be worth it, if that will be the overall sum.