Faded

I`m highly faded it`s hard to describe just makes me think.

 I still see you everyday this is not just word play I miss you, I need you. I`ll admit it was dumb of me too think there was anybody that could compete with you. I`m sorry. I say that too myself of course. Because your off with someone new sometimes I wonder if I show my face. Never mind that`s just cliche. I`m faded could`ve been my misses. I can make you my mistresses just joking. I know your a token funny how a joke can be found in misery. That shows me I`m not completely broken love does that too as great as it is love is not a friend. Which is why I have scars like the ones I gave to her.