Thursday, July 16, 2009

Missing

I can't sleep at night
My music's up so loud
So I can't hear you cry
I avoid looking in your eyes
I don't want you angry
This tension pulled so tight
I used to tell you everything
We used to be a family
I wish I was back in
How it used to be
I miss how it used to be.
Secrets hold our tongues
Afraid to speak out
For fear of something wrong
So hard to carry on
Walking on eggshells
To keep this balance drawn
We used to be the best of friends
Our laughter used to never end
I wish I was back in
How it used to be
I miss how it used to be.

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