Though you have me aswoon
I feel to you burdensome
Afraid that by the next full moon
A hindrance is what I will become
My hands are heavy, head is hung
Ego has severely shrunk
I know that in your eyes I appear young
That's why my confidence sunk
Compared to you I am immature
Always angry, blowing up
It is not your fault I'm insecure
So I get why you're contemplating a break-up
From now on I will get up earlier
Try to be more like you
If you promise you'll stay forever
I will do whatever you want me to
Sep 30, 2018
Sep 30, 2018 at 8:22 AM UTC
Though you have me aswoon
I feel to you burdensome
Afraid that by the next full moon
A hindrance is what I will become
My hands are heavy, head is hung
Ego has severely shrunk
I know that in your eyes I appear young
That's why my confidence sunk
Compared to you I am immature
Always angry, blowing up
It is not your fault I'm insecure
So I get why you're contemplating a break-up
From now on I will get up earlier
Try to be more like you
If you promise you'll stay forever
I will do whatever you want me to
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