it's ego. the ego inside me. i refused somebody's hug i wanted. i refused somebody's kiss i wanted. i turned somebody's love down 'cause i thought it will always be there. i was confident. and a little uncertain. somebody is too good to be true. and somebody thought i am too good to be true, too. we are everything we never wanted. and all the things we didn't need.
i'm left to cry here. waiting outside there. grinning with a lost stare. when somebody is holding somebody else's hand. then somebody is crying over somebody else. you would think to yourself, that tears were supposed to be yours. and you look into each teardrop. trying to find your shadow inside. but it's too blur to be seen. if you are still somebody in somebody's eyes. if you are nobody nomore.
i say i love you. you say that is kind. you don't wanna get too close. you loved me crazy. i lost my mind. i wish i could say to you that. i know things aren't quite like what they used to be. we could try, yeah, could we try? and what would you say. if i tell you that i ain't giving up. however long it takes. but i know. what is gone is gone. teach me how to rewind to better my decision? better my move?
not that i don't want wanna share a life with you. not that i don't want you to be in my life. it's just that i'm the one whom i need to be true to. it's just you gotta know that it's gotta be right. before hearts are opened for somebody. we don't need somebody to complete us. we complete ourselves. nobody's got to belong to somebody else. well, we give all of our love. but do we give all of our souls too? ask ourselves: are our hearts in possession of somebody. is somebody our reflection. who am i is defined by who am i with?
i cried with no tears. i cried with no sound. i don't even know if that's a cry at all. still. i cried in silence. i lived through you. i've given everything away. and maybe i can learn to fall. for somebody who can give me all. the things i'm not afraid to lose. i left somebody with nothing. somebody took everything from me. now nobody's gonna be somebody's somebody. waiting for anybody to pick up these pieces.
i was never one to patiently pick up broken pieces and glue them together again and tell myself that the mended whole was as good as new. what is broken is broken. what is gone is gone, and i'd rather remember it as it was at its best, than to mend it and see the broken places as long as i lived. somebody once tole me "why bother fixing the broken pieces if it's gonna hurt your hands?"
my tight grip is loosening. i am losing you. into your eyes. hopeless and taken. we stole our new lives. through blood and pain. in defense of our dream. broken empty dream. we are the victims of ourselves. darkness comes and all. announcing it's over. these lessons that we've learnt. have only just begun. goodnight. and be slept.
somebody's nobody
nobody's somebody
Nsxon x
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