From what I've experienced
I don't ever seem to learn
Its as if I'm always willing
To prepare for the worse turn.
Because its not like i don't see it coming
Its not like I'm completely blind
But even thought I'm aware of this
I still let them stab me from behind.
Perhaps I have a deep dark secret
Maybe i relish in the heart break
But I'm afraid of continuing on like this
I'm wondering how much my heart can take.
Then again if i think about it
If i keep continuing on
Then maybe soon i will feel no more
That will be great but for how long?
For how long will i have to cope
With the pain that others inflict
Even though i may secretly like the feeling
At times i cant help but to think it sick.
I've run out of things to say
That describe the strange ways i feel
I can't seem to decide
Whether its a phase or if its for real.
