The pain is severe
That lays on my shoulders
And my legs will give out
To the pressure of perfection
I love her so much
but perhaps it isn't meant to be
I will think of you
In silent for no one to see
Jan 31, 2015
Jan 31, 2015 at 11:39 PM UTC
The pain is severe
That lays on my shoulders
And my legs will give out
To the pressure of perfection
I love her so much
but perhaps it isn't meant to be
I will think of you
In silent for no one to see
