I operate in chaos—
and I’m not talking messy room,
I’m talking messy life.
Calm stresses me out,
probably because anytime peace showed up,
the storm soon followed.
I was doomed from the start,
basically roaming in the dark.
And at the end of the day,
I let you break
my already broken heart.
But you’re not the first,
and probably won’t be the last.
Because I’m still picking up pieces
that were shattered by my dad.
But I can’t blame him
for letting you in—
that was all me.
I loved you
because I thought you could see me.
But you didn’t.
You saw me as a form of revenge,
like you were getting back
at all the girls who hurt you.
And every day with you
was a new lesson.
You were my chaos.
You came when I was at peace,
and you took a piece of me.
But I don’t want chaos.
I want love.
And I want to see
a version of me
who isn’t scared of peace.
Sep 8, 2025
Sep 8, 2025 at 3:26 PM UTC
I operate in chaos—
and I’m not talking messy room,
I’m talking messy life.
Calm stresses me out,
probably because anytime peace showed up,
the storm soon followed.
I was doomed from the start,
basically roaming in the dark.
And at the end of the day,
I let you break
my already broken heart.
But you’re not the first,
and probably won’t be the last.
Because I’m still picking up pieces
that were shattered by my dad.
But I can’t blame him
for letting you in—
that was all me.
I loved you
because I thought you could see me.
But you didn’t.
You saw me as a form of revenge,
like you were getting back
at all the girls who hurt you.
And every day with you
was a new lesson.
You were my chaos.
You came when I was at peace,
and you took a piece of me.
But I don’t want chaos.
I want love.
And I want to see
a version of me
who isn’t scared of peace.