Writing a Way Out <br />sneak away to write <br />then have to hide that side of me <br />don't think I don't know <br />when you've sifted through my things <br />it's gotta be some form of indecency <br /> <br />don't wanna be a part <br />of any position that would include you <br />invited you've been <br />came back with accusations instead <br />turn it around to suit you, make me out to be cruel <br />- <br /> <br />but it's only words thrown at me <br />anymore <br />what's that you said <br />you'll just have to get used to it <br />your loss, what a shame, cause i did <br /> <br />- <br /> <br />you say you trust me <br />but you never have from the start <br />your fears cornered me in til <br />you were comfortable and then <br />choked on tears til it drowned my heart <br /> <br />i got a glimpse of me <br />no longer ashamed to show <br />what you called insignificant <br />as if I was the only one <br />who survives by this way to cope <br /> <br />- <br /> <br />it doesn't hurt me anymore <br />I remember what you said <br />you'll just have to get used to it <br />your loss, what a shame, cause I did <br /> <br />yeah your loss, what a shame, cause I did<br /><br />Lauren B Called<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-did-8/
