From Starred Photos |
When the silence is killing you
Due to a process of infectious sorrow
It’s like people steal my happiness, to love and to borrow
But they keep it, for them selves
They put it up on their high shelves
So I can enter and watch and see what they are feeling
So my eyes can look up then down and away from the ceiling
How clean their happiness looks, but on the inside they’re the same.
The same as when I met them, you hope for a change, you hope for the better
But the match you lit can hardly light that letter.
You read of my amazing present from your amazing past
I sent you shit, which seemed forever that our friendship would last
But to see you glued to that same view
But to see you trying to figure out what your going through
It kills me inside to see a steady man go down with his past
It’s not the end but for sure this man will not last.
He needs to get up and figure out life
It’s been thrown at him many different ways
It’s hard when someone doesn’t realize that these last three years decide the rest of your life
But this man, he’s been hit so hard with what life has thrown
He found his place for awhile and sat in his throne
But went back to into hiding for some else’s request
for some poontang none the less
people who judge, im not one of them .
I just like to explain what I see
And what I see is his life down the drain
With drain half clogged,
he’s only got a little bit of time left before it gets robbed
he needs to look toward the future and not reflect his past
he needs to get up and look around himself, fight the demons instead of surrounding himself.
A best friend will always be there for you, no matter what you do
So get up dust yourself off and start a new
Think things differently and think things through
For I will always be here man, just for you
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