I wasn't looking and I ignored the passing sign of interest
how could I've been so blind? the brother was so refined,
me and my unconscious mind
I had learned what it felt like to be burned
once I was told that looking for love was overridden and that I should wait,
as if it never existed
now I'm sitting here looking foolish and alone wishing for myself a bone, no more waiting as of today
I am gone stop isolating and start reeling in my bait.
Mar 4, 2017
Mar 4, 2017 at 1:02 PM UTC
I wasn't looking and I ignored the passing sign of interest
how could I've been so blind? the brother was so refined,
me and my unconscious mind
I had learned what it felt like to be burned
once I was told that looking for love was overridden and that I should wait,
as if it never existed
now I'm sitting here looking foolish and alone wishing for myself a bone, no more waiting as of today
I am gone stop isolating and start reeling in my bait.
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