Occupy my head,
Is what my heart has said,
And as we all know,
So the story goes,
My heart- it tends to win.
Reason says I'm stupid,
A gambling fool,
I used to be the one to play by society's rules.
Now I'm nothing more than a hypocrite,
Dont believe me? It's the truth.
I dont know why I'm chasing,
When I should run fast and far away,
But the silence aches for something I could only dream that I have had.
Yet I carry on, settling for nothing but a sign,
Hoping at the very least I get a real goodbye.
I feel so ******* desperate.
Attachment isn't really my thing,
Except the connection is strong,
Even though it's so wrong,
Why did you go without a single word?
I suppose you're my shortest breath of inspiration,
The ghosted object of my affection.
The joke came true,
I guess we both knew,
You'd eventually become my muse.
Gone before you came,
Your infatuation must have finally faded.
No matter then.
I guess we weren't friends.
So please! I beg...
Stop occupying my head.
Aug 14, 2018
Aug 14, 2018 at 6:22 PM UTC
Occupy my head,
Is what my heart has said,
And as we all know,
So the story goes,
My heart- it tends to win.
Reason says I'm stupid,
A gambling fool,
I used to be the one to play by society's rules.
Now I'm nothing more than a hypocrite,
Dont believe me? It's the truth.
I dont know why I'm chasing,
When I should run fast and far away,
But the silence aches for something I could only dream that I have had.
Yet I carry on, settling for nothing but a sign,
Hoping at the very least I get a real goodbye.
I feel so ******* desperate.
Attachment isn't really my thing,
Except the connection is strong,
Even though it's so wrong,
Why did you go without a single word?
I suppose you're my shortest breath of inspiration,
The ghosted object of my affection.
The joke came true,
I guess we both knew,
You'd eventually become my muse.
Gone before you came,
Your infatuation must have finally faded.
No matter then.
I guess we weren't friends.
So please! I beg...
Stop occupying my head.
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