Sunday, April 10, 2011

Windmill

Call yourself a windmill ‘cause you’re pushing me away.

I know we’ve got a battle on our hands, but you’ve run at the first sign of bloodshed. Just imagine. Just put yourself in my shoes. I’m the one getting shot at. I’m the one they want to kill. Yet you leave me alone on the battlefield.

These are the times that we really need to be together. Its times like this that we’re really supposed to show each other how much we care. Why is it that now things are tough, you’re not standing by me? I get it, it’s hard, but you’re leaving me alone and that’s the last thing I need right now. It’s only making everything worse.

Do you get what I’m trying to say? You’re my best friend, you’re my family, you’re so important to me. It’s hard for you to comprehend that this is happening, but I’m the one that’s having to not just face the facts but run into them head-on. I need you and you’re leaving me.

Call yourself a windmill ‘cause you’re pushing me away.

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