The Bothersome

by sok   Jul 7, 2006


Don't speak, your wasting your breath.
Don't listen, because all the stories are true.
I'm not listening, can you leave me alone.
I never want to see you again.
I don't want to hear you breathe.
You stabbed me in the back and now you ask for forgiveness.
It doesn't happen like that.
The world around you is moving on.
You're the only one that's being left behind.
You keep on bothering me, talking to me, begging me for forgiveness.
Every minute of the day, i see your face.
I told you to leave me alone.
i don't understand why you are here.
I'm not really religious but, i think you're the devil from hell.
Have you come here to torture me?
Or have you come here to comfort me?
I'm not sure.
Can you decide for me?
To me, you are hurting, you see?
I will try to help you, I hope you can see.
But can't you leave me alone, and let me be?
I walked by a mirror, and I saw a reflection.
I saw that the bothersome is really me.

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