Oh please, come forward.
I've been silent for a bit.
Autumn doesn't do me well
When my heart is so brisk.
Everything I fought against,
And so much that I denied
Is no match for the feelings
I've hid long inside.
Everyone will call me crazy.
Say I'm borderline insane.
I don't find a care, I'm washing
All their doubts with rain.
I walk this strut in day that I
Swiftly lose through night
Because the pride and lust in me
Is slowly drifting out of sight.
And I swore this to myself.
Yes, I swore this once before...
But oh my ******* God,
There's something here for sure.
And it makes me lose discretion.
It makes me go so blind.
You don't have to search for me,
But it's you I have to find.
I'm not sure what to do.
Or if I'll ever get a moment.
I just know that every word is
Better written than it spoken
Nov 7, 2015
Nov 7, 2015 at 2:10 PM UTC
Oh please, come forward.
I've been silent for a bit.
Autumn doesn't do me well
When my heart is so brisk.
Everything I fought against,
And so much that I denied
Is no match for the feelings
I've hid long inside.
Everyone will call me crazy.
Say I'm borderline insane.
I don't find a care, I'm washing
All their doubts with rain.
I walk this strut in day that I
Swiftly lose through night
Because the pride and lust in me
Is slowly drifting out of sight.
And I swore this to myself.
Yes, I swore this once before...
But oh my ******* God,
There's something here for sure.
And it makes me lose discretion.
It makes me go so blind.
You don't have to search for me,
But it's you I have to find.
I'm not sure what to do.
Or if I'll ever get a moment.
I just know that every word is
Better written than it spoken
