My Other Half
April 30, 2007
I thought we were a team
I pitch, you catch
I talk, you laugh
I walk, you follow
I lay down and you swallow
I should know better
Then to trust you again
I should know better
You’re more like my enemy
Then my best friend
I should be stronger
When you yank tighter on my noose
I should be fonder
Of this silent yet deadly abuse
I should tread lighter
When I am walking two by two
I should be more of a fighter
When I am in the ring with you
I should not shudder
When I hear breaking glass
My eyes should no longer flutter
When your fist heads my way pretty fast
I shouldn’t be surprised
At anything you say or do
I shouldn’t be shocked
None of this is brand new
I should just sit there and take it
No matter how much I hate it
Because Its all my fault Im here
Because not only do I live in you
But I live in fear
Fear that you will leave
And find your way somewhere else
Fear that you will take another
Heart, hand and selfish self
Fear that you will close the door to me
That I have made a mistake, not once but three
Three times an idiot
As they say
My other half you’re not
Just a poor mistake