I'm so tired all the time
of being cold
and being kind
My heart is heavy with doubt
innocent lies
and the fear of sound
Doomed with fragility and bitterness
a walking contradiction
a near perfect mess
I'm so tired all the time
of myself
and my bad rhymes
Cursed from the start
and the second I fell
carrying the wrong heart
I'm forever in hell
feeling so out of place in your own life and body