Nov 2018
This anger grows
It's weight unknown
I carry it on my back
Can the flooring hold?
I ration why
On my back you lie
Tho i'd gladly climb,
your top so high
And imbrace the fall,
Rather then imbrace the climb.
It's weight unknown
I carry it on my back
Can the flooring hold?
I ration why
On my back you lie
Tho i'd gladly climb,
your top so high
And imbrace the fall,
Rather then imbrace the climb.
Sick of being understanding, sometimes I just want to be mad and let it out, sometimes I just want to break something.
