A Habit of Repeating Itself by PapaZangief, literature
Literature
A Habit of Repeating Itself
In this room I sit
Where thoughts remain broken;
And life only shortens
As words are used like poison.
I can't break the noise
Or silence the commotion;
Lies just start filling the room up
Turning it into an ocean.
If I try to scream the truth
Things will only become worse;
Because even if I'm right in the end
They'll never change their course.
They'll just find a new way to be correct;
Instead of fixing their mistakes,
They just re-shuffle the deck.
I know we haven't spoken in a while.
It's so hard to put up a smile.
Now that you're gone forever.
I've been labeled return to sender.
So go on, have a fun time with him.
I know I never had a chance to win.
All I wanted was you and you alone.
Now it feels like I've run away from home.
If he's your future then I'll stay in the past.
I can't believe it's over, it went by so fast.
I won't cry though because I know it won't last long.
This pain inside reminds me that we were always wrong.
I love you so much yes I do, that much has always been true.
But now I have to say goodbye, and let the memories fly away with you.
What will you do when I'm not around?
When I'm gone and can't be found?
When I'm not there to comfort you and to help you?
It won't be any different than those days when you were blue.
With you I feel like a shade, an invisible entity.
My presence can only yield to anonymity.
Regardless, of whether or not you care.
It still doesn't matter, because I'm not there.