Boy…
Stop telling lies,
Come wipe these tears from my eyes.
Look at me and realize,
I can be your ride and die.
Take my hand and lead the way,
You have no idea what I go through every day.
Just don’t put me aside,
Love is blind,
That’s a true homicide.
We go back and forth,
Waiting- asking myself “What for?”
I wana go,
But I can’t say for sure.
My heart beating,
Stop breathing.
Hurt and confused,
What it will do to you.
Ripped out,
Ashamed.
Boy,
Help me escape.
Coming up,
Let the air out.
Take a step back,
Wipe my tears from eyes,
Just stop telling lies.
-Ximena-