Packing them away

28 March

I packed all the things in a box,

Thinking back on how they were givin,

Weather just mailed or tied with a ribbon,

There isn't much to be packed,

Just the things i think he should have back,

Little memorys that mean so much,

They will probaly get tossed in the trash or givin to the new love,

Why should i care anyhow,

I'm not the one who matters now,

I give till i hurt trying to find a way to make it work,

When i was always put in the middle and hurt,

They'er the ones who had the problem you see,

But it always fell right on me,

No matter how hard i tried,

Neither would givin to there pride,

So what was i saposto do,

Well now it don't matter at all,

I pack the rings and all the little sentamental things,

Maybe if there not around,

I won't feel so much like i been let down,

I was the one who was expected to make things right,

Always being put in the middle of there stupid fight,

Well now i guess all is said and done,

I am going to just take my life day by day,

Waiting for this hurt to go away,

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