Friday, October 13, 2017

No One

I thought we were friends
I thought we had it all,
I thought we both wanted the best
Well maybe I pushed you so hard

I never gave you no for an answer
Sometimes it was really hard
But because I cared I did it.

You know what pains me the most?
Is that you never saw the hustle in me,
Guess what? I respected the other side of you.
Your happiness was the only thing I treasured.

You spoke behind my back
In streets all I hear
Are whispers of my name
Yet I chose never to listen.

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