I want you to fix me
The way you gave me life
I want you to hear me
Behind all the lies
I want you to hold me
But guess I’m too old
I wanted to tell you
But fear is too cold
I want your approval
But that flame is dead
I want you to save me
Before I am too
Sep 24, 2025
Sep 24, 2025 at 10:09 AM UTC
I want you to fix me
The way you gave me life
I want you to hear me
Behind all the lies
I want you to hold me
But guess I’m too old
I wanted to tell you
But fear is too cold
I want your approval
But that flame is dead
I want you to save me
Before I am too
Written by the little boy in the attic. He wants to disappear.
Don’t tell anyone.
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