Oh God, I think I’m gone.
I’m over and under it all
Wrung through
Crossed out
Scribbled in
Crumpled up
Stamped down
Twisted round
And hopelessly unravelled.
I’m tired and sad with it all.
Oh God, I think I’m gone.
Jan 25, 2014
Jan 25, 2014 at 1:44 PM UTC
Oh God, I think I’m gone.
I’m over and under it all
Wrung through
Crossed out
Scribbled in
Crumpled up
Stamped down
Twisted round
And hopelessly unravelled.
I’m tired and sad with it all.
Oh God, I think I’m gone.
