20th 20's ©

Throwing 20's in a club while there's ass shaking 

Don't care for it but someone's got to make it 

And it makes you forget for a while that your souls impatient 

Thinking your 20's are the worse when your not where you think you should be so how you going to make it ?

So much pressure to be perfect , so your testy 

The fact you let your heart ache effect everything you created , everything you stated 

Finding you repeating yourself trying to convince everyone your saying it too 

But your really trying to convince you yourself that it's true

Since the 20th every 20th of the month 

Your reminded of when your heart was stuck 

Tempted to go back and "make it work " but your out of luck 

Everyone said you two were so picture perfect and they wanted that 

But "that" was just a mirage , you don't want it back 

The 20th That day marked another month 

When you were so in love , every time you were together no matter the weather 

Storm, rain , sunshine , I was with you and you were mine 

You WERE mine as in past tense 

And to me that makes no sense 

How can two things that go so well turn into hell ?

Hell on earth , from relationships to situationships to just raw fucking 

A raw fucking mess peeled away all the good layers and left distress 

How could you ruin my 20's?

How could you ruin my pureness honey? 

Sweet serenade when you blew up and then love we made 

But your toxic , so drastic, I was an addict 

My addiction was you , but getting off it ? Pass it ? I was too passive to climb that mountain 

To get the fuck over it , to get over you 

Stumbling , covered in bruises 

But right when I was about to lose it 

My common sense ? I used it 

No longer love sick with that sickness you called love

No longer objected to that abusive sick shit you once made me dream of

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