Not a soul can read me,
you may try or think you can.
I promise you'll never really know me.
I feel sick just thinking about
how much time I've wasted on you.
Not a soul knows how long I've felt this way,
only me.
I only have myself.
I need alone time, time to collect my thoughts.
Time to rethink my choices.
I need to find myself.
Sep 29, 2015
Sep 29, 2015 at 11:10 AM UTC
Not a soul can read me,
you may try or think you can.
I promise you'll never really know me.
I feel sick just thinking about
how much time I've wasted on you.
Not a soul knows how long I've felt this way,
only me.
I only have myself.
I need alone time, time to collect my thoughts.
Time to rethink my choices.
I need to find myself.
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