Why?

by Lesley   May 5, 2007


This blood running through me
These wounds you can see,
I dont want you to be here
And screw me up, so I live in fear.

Why do you keep asking
"Why wont you be with me"?
Dont you understand?
I dont want to be.

You've known me for so long
Seen me go wrong,
Yet you're still here...
Screwing me up, so I live in fear.

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