Oct 2015
he's like a scab,
meant to be left alone,
but i want it to go away,
so i pick at it,
keep coming back,
creating a scar,
with no one to blame,
but me
meant to be left alone,
but i want it to go away,
so i pick at it,
keep coming back,
creating a scar,
with no one to blame,
but me
