Solitary

One look and you turn away, must not like what you see. In your eyes always a failure, in mine I'm free. Arogue that just doesn't care when the next sunrise comes. One look and you turn away without seeing what's beneath, if anything is even there after the circumstances that made me. I owe no man an obligation, no favor or due, I'm a cold son of a bitch, through and through. Too many times I sat hearing the lies, only to find that my words were not only despised, but repressed as they progressed. I wear my heart on my chest and let it bleed, I don't care if you turn away, your love isn't what I need.