i am not doing well
at finding a balance;
let me know if you'll wait for me,
and ill let you know when im ready.
was i talking to myself?
are you filled with malice?
the silence is breaking me,
weighing on my soul heavy.
i dont want your forced love or your torture,
in the end im just a lost boy screaming for closure.
Nov 6, 2019
Nov 6, 2019 at 11:56 PM UTC
i am not doing well
at finding a balance;
let me know if you'll wait for me,
and ill let you know when im ready.
was i talking to myself?
are you filled with malice?
the silence is breaking me,
weighing on my soul heavy.
i dont want your forced love or your torture,
in the end im just a lost boy screaming for closure.
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