Open Mic: Two Girls One 7-UP

If only you could leave me alone by staying by my side,
with your distant voice caressed by the need to silently confide
But you confide with lies and masks, with identities disguised.
I can’t innocently process your innocence when I’m here with open eyes
Because your past distorts your future – is my heart the last one you’ll reach for
Or will I be a feature – a distorted cutting room memory.
Why have you remembered me and left me undiscovered?
Why did you leave me to drown in your sea of past lovers?
Why did you leave me to drown

Remember me? The one you said you’d never forget
Another gouge cut through lust in your bedposts of regret
Just another rejection caused by my lack of self respect
Another outcome of the future I’m compelled to accept
But still we persist, moulded like we’re statues of glass
And until the raptures passed, we can but try to make it last
as the sun comes up the light refracts through our bodies
We’re just imprisoned in this prism, a fight abated and ungodly
We reflect in this moment of certainty, a moment unplanned
Our comfort for once assured as we grind slowly into sand
Then we forget what we needed to remember to avoid such upset
That the past can’t be avoided and the future just hasn’t happened yet.
So forget
So forget
Or just Accept.