Not the good kind...

When does something that was once good for you,
become bad?
Heavy, unhealthy, detrimental, toxic even?
When does it happen? When you're not looking?
And then suddenly BAM.
It's all different, or maybe it's the same and you're just different.
I don't know... so many things it seems sometimes.
How do you discern? Sort through, make sense,
Stay impartial, when every feeling comes from a heart that's biased?
Do no harm, to others, to yourself.
Promises you're made to break.
Walk the line, just don't fall...for it.
Always asking yourself, is it the good kind?
But it's not.
And you know it.

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"Do you want to run away together
I would say it was your best line ever
Too bad I fell for it

And I walked alone
Waiting for you to come along
Take my tortured heart by the hand
And write me off

Do you know I cry
Do you know I die
Do you know I cry
And it's not the good kind

You forced me to become strong
When I just craved being weak

And you think you know
And I would like to think so
But do you know that when you go
I fall apart

I'm tired of hiding
Behind these lying eyes
I'm tired of this smile
That even I don't recognize

Do you know I cry..."

- The Wreckers