my heart is striped
they are really bars
nothing feels right
not even old scars
my eyes are black
they see nothing real
my system is hacked
i can no longer deal
my skin is white
stay away from the day
alone in the night
but somehow it's OK
my mind is trapped
by the same thought
i now feel attacked
nevermind i forgot
when heroes get hurt
i need you to rescue me
afraid you'll desert
i already gave up on me
because i can't connect
i'll make up situations
roll my eyes act upset
create more complications
then expect you to fix
everything that i broke
if you love me do this
even as you slowly choke
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