Fighting, for something, so damn hard, so damn painful to hold, yet I held ever so tightly, time and again, it's spikes pierced my hands, through the skin and flesh and bone. I continued to ever hold so tightly, in hope for the day, that I dreamt would come.
3 year's later i'm still fighting.
Fighting, for something, that has left, nothing for me, nothing at all, just words that said "I want to have nothing to do with you." What have I done, but give you everything, that you said you wanted, that you needed. Fighting, for the dream to stay alive, for her to keep 1 promise, that she failed to fulfill, time and time again. Even a promised call, that never came for 5 days.
I admit, I expected things in return, for everything I did, and this is what I've expected of you. Nothing more but your love, that you once had, running in your veins, for the person you've claimed to love. Nothing more, you should know better. It's pointless of me writing.
Tonight, this day, I'm still fighting.
Fighting, for myself, I asked, oh lord, what have I done, to deserve something like that, I've given everything for this 1 girl, everything that she ever wanted, working for everything that she might want and need. Why have you punished me so hard, for a girl who could lie at the fact that she loved me, when all I truly did, was to love her with all my heart. Oh lord, I've done nothing wrong, but what have you done. To me.
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Tomorrow, I will wake, a brand new man.
With nothing else to fight for, all the goals and dreams, just vanquished, just like that. Into thin air. I deserve nothing, I deserved nothing at the end.
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You said I was pathethic.
Yeah, I'm pathethic, because I did everything for you.
Girl, if I haven't protected you for the past 3 years. I wouldn't have had been so pathethic.
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