friend-zoned
friend-zoned
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her face lost its flavor and it’s allright
i have no specific taste when she comes to me broken
a butterfly’s flapping wings flair up every time she vents
venting of a new pronounced dead heartache
today it was at a quarter to four and I'm still overlooked
i aim for the floor
gathering crumbled comments and taboo’s
held between layers of breaths
pain and hectic days scrolled in her eyes
stumbling words poured from a cotton mouth
re-verbed into me in a lonely voice and sometimes
migrating over the phone lines for my ears to absorb
pieces of the puzzle connects slowly
as i embrace her in one way
but, it compels me into the dreaded friend-zone
not exactly where i want to be
a rampaging wheelchair warrior i am
exhausted by her questions
and where am i from all this?
i comfort her with little white lies
humming nursery rhymes of shoots and ladders
only to hear the untold cracking the silence
a warning that there’s nothing inside her for me
nothing inside except for the dreaded friend-zone
long pondering stretches passes through me
needing drastic measures otherwise this is where it falls apart
because she looks at me but doesn't see me
i am where she wants me, close enough to be friend-zoned
and i'm far from my designated destiny, to be in her end-zone
i regret this merged segregation
and gaze for a new attitude
awaiting the next breakup
while i bring this chapter to a closing
getting closer than close
faces tell stories
I'll touch in one of them
a suggestion on how to feel me
the way i am meant to be
and for her to tell friends
that I'm in the end-zone
it's time to tell friends
that I'm in the end-zone
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lyrics & vocals by azdi404
music credit: distance storytelling by Exilian
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