I pray...
I PRAY... I pray that Ur words are not cursed I pray that my heart is not scared I pray u could realize what u have done I pray u could find my answer to my silence I pray u could hear the sirens I pray that someday u pay the price I pray that u pay it thrice My heart was cut and scared And now it’s not repaired U left the Band-Aid on the table Little did u know I was unstable U expected me to cure myself But did u ever try correcting yourself U thought what u said was hilarious Little did u know, for me it was disastrous U snubbed me when I cried But little did u know somebody special was hospitalized U said I was emotionally weak Little did u know my heart leaked But now that it’s all in the past, I pray that Ur words r a blessing That now, they can do all the dressing For what happened in the past, I don't want it to last Time covered the wounds like a plaster Later all I cou...