No Good

People are saying I should be over you...

That you are no good for me.

That you are destroying me

Piece by piece.

I keep running though.

Hoping that one day you'll tak me back.

Maybe you are killing me

And I just don't realiz it.

Maybe you aren't hurting me intenionally.

Maybe you are.

I let you walk all over me...

Leaving your footprints on my heart.

I run to when I'm scared or confused...

But in the end you just leave.

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