How can I be so needy,
Yet evasive
How can I be so stubborn
Yet submissive
How do I find the things untouchable,
So alluring
How do the things I have
Have dust settled upon themselves
How can I love so passionately
And overwhelm them with one quick gaze
How can I be so cold, and devoid of feelings
Like oblivion was carved out of my chest
How do I walk miles,
For people who won't take a step for me,
How do I make a shell out of people who want to help,
And leave when I see summer coming
How could we be so bruised
And yet pay no attention to others' bruising
How can we hurt others so bad in the process of hurting
May 3, 2016
May 3, 2016 at 12:04 PM UTC
How can I be so needy,
Yet evasive
How can I be so stubborn
Yet submissive
How do I find the things untouchable,
So alluring
How do the things I have
Have dust settled upon themselves
How can I love so passionately
And overwhelm them with one quick gaze
How can I be so cold, and devoid of feelings
Like oblivion was carved out of my chest
How do I walk miles,
For people who won't take a step for me,
How do I make a shell out of people who want to help,
And leave when I see summer coming
How could we be so bruised
And yet pay no attention to others' bruising
How can we hurt others so bad in the process of hurting
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