my words to u

By: theresa ann bilski

I'm sick of the tension
sick of you acting like
I watch how the moon sits in the sky
on a dark night shining with the fight from the sun

find another place to go
'while I find a place

the sun does'nt give fight to the moon
Assuming the moon's going to owe it one

It makes me think of how you act to me
you do favors and then rapidly

you just run around and start
asking me about things you want back from me

I want to be in another place
I hate when you say you don't understand

you'll see it's not meant to be

I want to be in the energy. not with the enemy
A place for my head