For everyone, I was always too much,
For you, I was never enough,
I still yearn for your touch,
I am tired of being tough.
Breathing has become a torture,
Every time I try I find myself suffocating,
I feel like a mourner,
Weeping over our ashes, waiting.
Doubt is what you gave me,
It’s crushing my lungs,
Please set me free,
I no longer want to sing tragic songs.
Dec 27, 2018
Dec 27, 2018 at 3:15 PM UTC
For everyone, I was always too much,
For you, I was never enough,
I still yearn for your touch,
I am tired of being tough.
Breathing has become a torture,
Every time I try I find myself suffocating,
I feel like a mourner,
Weeping over our ashes, waiting.
Doubt is what you gave me,
It’s crushing my lungs,
Please set me free,
I no longer want to sing tragic songs.
