she is the happiest girl on the playground, when the hurt is the most in her heart, blood flows through her veins, but so does a brutal reality, her kidneys ran out of tears, so laughter is the only thing that pours out of her.
this year, i’ve met too many people, i’ve let go of a lot of these people, i’ve lost a lot of respect for so many more, i’ve given up on others, not just me, myself and I.
Thinking about the future makes me want to stay in bed all day, pretend that I don’t have to get up and face the world, yet the facts are drawn on the ceiling of my bedroom.
tears drip from my eyes while a laugh escapes from my mouth, this isn’t sadness, this isn’t joyousness, this comes from knowing that people leave, life makes you go through changes, yet my poor heart keeps on hurting.
take my secret and bury it in your chest, you can visit it every now and then, just don’t give it too much attention, it feeds on and is greedy for grudges, it will not hestitate to steal the spot light from your heart.