The days are growing short, shorter in time.
Caught in the tragedy that is my mind.
As cliche as it sounds, sometimes
I'm so over whelmed I wish I could drown.
Drown out the sound, all my feelings, and just be numb.
The more I feel, the more I set myself for disappointment, hurt.
You can say I'm dumb but with this heart I wish to take no part in life.
I'm too vulnerable, weak, and unbalanced.
I'll fall over warm words and crack like an egg shell.
I want to be adored, I want to be taught.
Apr 15, 2016
Apr 15, 2016 at 8:31 AM UTC
The days are growing short, shorter in time.
Caught in the tragedy that is my mind.
As cliche as it sounds, sometimes
I'm so over whelmed I wish I could drown.
Drown out the sound, all my feelings, and just be numb.
The more I feel, the more I set myself for disappointment, hurt.
You can say I'm dumb but with this heart I wish to take no part in life.
I'm too vulnerable, weak, and unbalanced.
I'll fall over warm words and crack like an egg shell.
I want to be adored, I want to be taught.
