I never meant to feel this pain.
I never meant to feel this way.
I never mean to run away.
But it seems I do anyway.
I never pretend to be anybody else
Except for every day when
I’m just not myself.
I never cry myself to sleep
Except for the nights I silently weep.
I never fall on the ground
Don’t worry the scratches on knees
won’t be found.
I never whisper your name
Except for the nights I swallow my pain.
I never fall in love
Except for the times
I’ve fallen so hard
I wish I could die.
I never scream my thoughts
Except for the ones
bouncing around my brain.
I never lie awake
Except for the nights I cannot say.
I never shy too far away.
Old habits will be habits
At the end of the day.
Break them or lose them
They always stay.
Maybe eventually
To my dismay.