misconception.

so i see them walking down the street
holding hands and laughing so happy
bright skys and rainbows
Wishing i had what it appears she has
Thinking to myself how lucky she must be
how great she must feel
that love must be real
the smile on her face cant possibly be painted on
I wonder to myself what its like to be in her shoes
not knowing that glady she would give them away
as he looked into her eyes
if i was her it would have melt my insides
for her she's just looking at the devil in disguise
Wishing she could somehow turn back the hands of time
when she was strong enough to not to relapse
before MAC covered the black
before she fell for the line im sorry
before she started accepting apologies on a daily basis
prior to wearing sunglasses in the winter
long before making up a million excuses
as to why she stays around after love knocked her down
tired of not sleeping at night
surrounded by her fears
hoping for the end of this fight for her life
if i asked to trade places she would quickly comply
graciously thank me
since everynight and everyday she is trying to conjur up some way to leave her pains
rain on me on repeat, she just wants no more drama
her blue skies are gray & what I see today
is someone who wishes things were as beautiful as they seem
someone who is just trying to piece together broken dreams.