"Control" By Cassandra Freiborg 3/9/05
I walked home in the rain today ,
not knowing how things would work out,
but I refuse to talk to you,
I swear it without a doubt.
There are several reasons,
I don't want to look into your eyes,
mostly because I know
they are so full of lies.
I gave you my heart,
you threw it on the ground,
its been four years now,
since I have been unbound.
Now I'm free again,
I don't need you by my side,
and whatever wounds I may have gotten,
will all heal in time.
You threw away our friendship,
for a guy you had just met,
and because I actually cared,
I refused to give up yet.
But I could not hope to save you,
from your own destructive self,
you ignored every warning I gave,
wouldn't let me help.
So when this all comes crashing down,
don't ask me to be there,
you brought it upon yourself,
don't expect me to care.
Sooner or later I hope you'll see,
what you've done to your friends,
maybe they'll forgive you,
but my will shall not bend.
I was ok with you being bisexual,
I don't honestly care,
but when you called me jealous,
it was much more than I could bear.
You said you couldn't live without,
my friendship in your heart,
so how did you sever me,
so now I'm not a part?
Like I said I just don't care,
it was a thought that crossed my mind,
it pissed me off to know,
that I ever tried to be kind.
So slam me up against a locker,
use your words to wound he soul,
but don't expect to be there,
when you loose control.