i've been trying to sleep,
but these visions of you keep getting in my head,
getting in the way.
i'm doing all i can to keep it inside,
thought i was through with everything you.
Discarded the past, now you're invading the present,
bringing those feelings back i never wanted,
i know better than to say it out loud.
everyone disagrees, everyone sees through your facade.
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isn't this the same way we end up?
i'm waiting by the phone with no hope you'll pull through,
gloomy reality.
simple things mean the most,
how little effort it takes to do what you say,
i'm fed up, it's growing tired, this repetition,
how could i have expected that you've changed.