I try to talk to you
Can't get past the weather
The friend I thought I knew
Has found something, somewhere better
So I'm hanging on your line
Thought we could speak together
Tell me what it is with you, you seem gone forever
The best you could hope for someone is growth. Personal growth and happiness.
Unfortunately it seems I am a reality that some wish to ignore, bitch about and lie to. Press mute all you like, it won't silence me. I will walk away knowing I am comfortable in my own skin and my actions are justified. I am honest.
How you can live with yourself and manipulate others is not the person I once respected.
The foundations you once felt secure in are shifting and the walls will come down. Leaving you alone, vulnerable and dirty....the tremor has started. Can you feel it?