her words are sweet
her words are weed
the existence makes me wonder
it is real, but messy
uncontrollable
it is bold
but it chokes me
should i run away?
should i stay?
i am overwhelmed
by these feelings
should i feel nice
why then i feel bad
i feel useless
but she doesn't like it
i let my feelings haunts me bad
i cannot smile
i cannot eat
if she lives in me
i will let her out this time
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