the things i carry
I still carry around those Christmas presents you said you sent,
but i still cant get the worst stuff out of my head.
it still lingers around like a lost soul looking for a place to go.
you know i cant sleep at night?
because I know I still have to carry you around.
i cant help but carry around grandmas home made cookies
so rich and gooey
but you took and took until she faded away.
day by day i hoped and prayed
that one day you would change.
i still carry around those birthday wishes that never came my way.
i even carry around that birthday cake you said you would bake.
but most of all,
i carry around all the scars of knowing you'll never change who you are.
you never know what you doing
or the feeling that i get when I've learnt you've done something stupid.
people should learn from their mistakes but for some reason you work backwards.
i cant help but see your true colors,
you cant hide who you really are .
it's written all over your face.
i carry all the bags of clothes,
the fear,
not knowing where i might end up next.
the car that will take us to another family
that wont love us like you once did.
because of you i have to carry this weight on my shoulders.
i wish i could let it go.