Pieces

I see   pieces of you.  I see pieces of me laying on the floor were we used to be. I used to see a beautiful future for you and me.  I used to be me and you used to be me. But now i see through these fake pictures of me and remember who i used to be. I wish you could see who i really was going to be.  Instead of faking who i am.  Not who i became to please them.  We could see who you and me could really be cuz i look though the way we thought we should be.

fallensnow44 fallensnow44
18-21, F
Mar 14, 2010