Fine

You said I was too good for you

And I dont believe it I just wont

Not now...or then...or in that moment

When I made love the the only part of me

That I didn't hate because its had your name written

All over it with a pencil

Now I've put the utensil in my pity bank

And hope I never have to crack it

 

I hope you're somewhere...happy

Happy knowing that me and you

Will never be like your mother and father

Because we will never be

Two people who just wanted to love

Two people who wanted to need each other

Two people togehter, conjointly wanted to be

A blacky and a whitey

Who wanted to f*****g copulate the night before

They woke up and didn't hate the night before

Who knew they had something that would last

As long as they would

 

I hope you're somewhere happy

But I hope that you don't end up with

Some he

Some he I hope I never see

Some he who only wants you around

To kill that birth hole i never spoke life into

Because I don't want to have to

Compare me to a better him

 

I swear to God if you do

I won't find solace in knowing you ended up with an

Idiot who did everything I didn't

I'd have my reason to crack open that pity bank

And carve your name into my skin

Again

This time I'd die of Molly poisoning

It wasn't the led that killed me

It was seeing you with a him.

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[Cece]

comparison is hard
when you know
you are better than he

he who did everything I didn't
hopin you dont end up with he
hope you're somewhere happy

there is always comparison
but i know i'm better for her
something i forgot what appears

as all appears to her
is what that counts
i spoil her so