Triauna Hall

(April 21 / Maryland)

Love Me


I suffocate when you always try to take
Take away my happiness and faith
Faith in me and all of my dreams
Dreams you always fail to believe
Believe me; I have no reason to lie
Lie to me and watch me start to despise
Despise me and see if I care
Care for me and watch me be there
There is hope for me and you
You try harder and see what I do
Do you know that I take pills?
Pills that help give me the will
Will you love me no matter what?
What If I leave you left in the dust?
Dust it off and keep moving on
On my life, I hope it last long
Long for me then let me know
Know my heart and watch it grow
Grow closer together, let it last forever
Forever yours, I won't leave, not ever

Submitted: Saturday, March 10, 2012
Edited: Thursday, March 22, 2012
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