Playing or played?
Sick of playing to be chased or the chaser Tired of seeing how your mood changes Depending on my actions And your desitions are so weak That could be broken in a second Like the million promises you did not care Taking to a better place and changing yourself. No, even if you try to impress me Even if you change your ways I deal with you knowing you won't change, Assuring in my head I should not expect change. Because I'm tired to wait for actions Listening to easy compliments Holding heartless ideas after all. Because you cannot see me ignoring you, me being around different people that brings more to a this lost soul that wants something new. You're not that person even if you tried. We both know nothing will change enough. And I am still hitting myself against the wall For being that stupid person Who believes in drastic changes When are less than subtles and tasteless Not enough to fill me up but just with anger. And still you make it easy ...