I've always considered myself like a grenade,
Capable of blowing everything in my path into pieces.
I have yet to find someone who would stay,
When things get complicated.
Why is it too difficult for me to understand?
Am I incapable of showing care?
I confide everything in myself,
Reluctant to let anything out, I'm afraid it will leave such mess.
That's why it's better for me to be alone,
Distancing myself from the people I could hurt.
Saving everyone from the deadly blow,
Run everyone run, I'll let you go.
Jan 16, 2015
Jan 16, 2015 at 6:46 AM UTC
I've always considered myself like a grenade,
Capable of blowing everything in my path into pieces.
I have yet to find someone who would stay,
When things get complicated.
Why is it too difficult for me to understand?
Am I incapable of showing care?
I confide everything in myself,
Reluctant to let anything out, I'm afraid it will leave such mess.
That's why it's better for me to be alone,
Distancing myself from the people I could hurt.
Saving everyone from the deadly blow,
Run everyone run, I'll let you go.
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