I'm full.
I don't want your words anymore.
My brain is about to explode.
I hate the memories you replay.
I don't want it.
I didn't ask for it.
I can't move.
I can't think.
I'm afraid of tomorrow because of you.
Your assumptions make me weak.
Your criticsm blinds me.
Because of you,
a simple smile I can't do.
I'm sick.
I'm sick of you.
I'm sick, because of you.
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All Rights Reserved.
Aug 6, 2017
Aug 6, 2017 at 8:57 PM UTC
I'm full.
I don't want your words anymore.
My brain is about to explode.
I hate the memories you replay.
I don't want it.
I didn't ask for it.
I can't move.
I can't think.
I'm afraid of tomorrow because of you.
Your assumptions make me weak.
Your criticsm blinds me.
Because of you,
a simple smile I can't do.
I'm sick.
I'm sick of you.
I'm sick, because of you.
© 2017 B.L.
All Rights Reserved.
