I never cease to be confused
About
What did or didn't happen
About
The severity of the situation
About
The sadness dripping out my pores
About
How my innocence could become yours
About
The brokenness I just can't shake
About
Every night I lie awake
About
The shot of ***** burning my mouth
About
How badly I wish I could spit you out
About
The whispers in the dark
About
The shallowness within my heart
About
Nights that seamlessly turn into days
About
My life that so easily slipped away.