the volley is casual
my folly is actual
im sorry i have nothing to say
my mind stumbles like always
dont want you to think,
im bored of you
just have these mental blocks,
that i cant push through
lock away everything inside
put up the walls and cowardly hide
i have a hard time being really real
does that make sense, do you get how i feel
im annoying and im an *** too
yet youre still supportive
and sweet, beautifully you
im sorry