indecisive and inundated
with intention and visions
you like me better
when my tongue is bitten
but i'm coming to the conclusion
that i need more
i cant do it for you
and i wont hold the door
because i have this feeling
that i'll lay myself out
just to bleed
and still go without
everything wasnt nothing
but it isnt enough either
dont want to feel this way
and i dont wanna be a leaver
the right thing can be so obvious
yet hard to fathom
hoping we end up okay
living with my actions