You eyes don't change when you don't speak the truth.
For some reason its not hard for you to see me cry and even though you know your the reason why, you can still remain there comforting me as i stand there,crying, unknowingly in your arms. Your words break when you speak them because they come crashing toward me. They're harsh and insensitive, but you aren't concerned. You are prosperous when it comes to painful words you say to me. When you say you love me, its just another lie you say to me. I'm used to your lying, and also your damaging expressions. Why do i care? Your not worth it anyway.