Jul 2020
Around and around I always go. Same old story. Different person. Always the same ending.
Can’t trust a word you say. It ain’t even you. It’s my past creeping up on me. The past that’s repeatedly happened. Over and over.
May have found real feelings once again. Baby, please don’t break my heart. Don’t think I can take another heartbreak. I drive myself to Madness with all the thoughts all up in my head. I try to relax. I try to breathe. But ****, all the demons creep up on me.
One small thing can create the biggest red flag in my mind. Maybe it ain’t even true. Maybe you’re loyal. Maybe you’re already mine. *******, why does this happen to me? Set me free, let me be.
Let me find the love of my life. Let me be the love of someone else’s life.
It ain’t fair. Look over there. All these people be acting like they are lucky in love. ****, seems like nothing but an act but hell I’ve been there before. I was in love. I was his wife. I was his friend.
But just like most, he stabbed me in the back. There ain’t no turning around. The damage is done. Insecurities have settled. Engraved to my brain. I am in trained to believe that everyone is a fraud. why does it have to be so hard? Why do people have to play my mind, my heart, and my soul?
We all just want love.
04.03.20
Can’t trust a word you say. It ain’t even you. It’s my past creeping up on me. The past that’s repeatedly happened. Over and over.
May have found real feelings once again. Baby, please don’t break my heart. Don’t think I can take another heartbreak. I drive myself to Madness with all the thoughts all up in my head. I try to relax. I try to breathe. But ****, all the demons creep up on me.
One small thing can create the biggest red flag in my mind. Maybe it ain’t even true. Maybe you’re loyal. Maybe you’re already mine. *******, why does this happen to me? Set me free, let me be.
Let me find the love of my life. Let me be the love of someone else’s life.
It ain’t fair. Look over there. All these people be acting like they are lucky in love. ****, seems like nothing but an act but hell I’ve been there before. I was in love. I was his wife. I was his friend.
But just like most, he stabbed me in the back. There ain’t no turning around. The damage is done. Insecurities have settled. Engraved to my brain. I am in trained to believe that everyone is a fraud. why does it have to be so hard? Why do people have to play my mind, my heart, and my soul?
We all just want love.
04.03.20
