Just walkin down this dusty road,
I had a thought striking my mind.
I don't need you to be in my life,
cuz all dat we do is have a strife.
Right when we both are going steadily,
you have to get up and break free.
Whenever we are going strong,
you always manage to break the bond.
An enigma bothering my mind,
why is it me tht you always find,
to break a heart and shatter the dreams,
and then return, saying u r sorry for me.
So why do you always return?
I was the one making the sacrifice,
shunning sanity and nurturing a vice,
of giving you all dat I had,
and standing up to the whole world.
It unleashes the freak in me,
when among everyone you rebuff me.
Whenever you get close to me,
my heart bleeds and Satan reigns supreme.
why do u do the things tht you do,
and keep on comin back to me.
So why do u always return?
This is NOT my composition- but this certainly relates in the most appropriate way right now! Thanks to the one who wrote this.