I just make excuses sometimes
To have the chance to let it be known what you meant.
But you outsmart me with a better excuse.
You might have no idea or care to what length I go through
Or how you fill my sleeping and waking hours.
Whatever the case it does not seem to matter now.
And maybe I should not even feel this way.
However, no reason can outweigh what I feel now
For it is weighing me down.
Apr 27, 2016
Apr 27, 2016 at 2:24 AM UTC
I just make excuses sometimes
To have the chance to let it be known what you meant.
But you outsmart me with a better excuse.
You might have no idea or care to what length I go through
Or how you fill my sleeping and waking hours.
Whatever the case it does not seem to matter now.
And maybe I should not even feel this way.
However, no reason can outweigh what I feel now
For it is weighing me down.
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