Genie in a bottle
Three wishes mine
Wish one: I wish for love, love so fierce, everyone can see it.
Wish two: I wish to be happy, a cloud nine happiness that I wish would never leave.
Wish three: I wish for success, to rise to the top.
Genie nods
Gone
Love so fierce
Everyone can see
the scars on my bleeding wrists
and the bruises on my arms
Happiness
On cloud nine
Until I have to by another drink
and drown the sorrow
Success
On the top
Yes, till I crumble
In defeat on the ground
Broken
Jan 2, 2019
Jan 2, 2019 at 2:40 PM UTC
Genie in a bottle
Three wishes mine
Wish one: I wish for love, love so fierce, everyone can see it.
Wish two: I wish to be happy, a cloud nine happiness that I wish would never leave.
Wish three: I wish for success, to rise to the top.
Genie nods
Gone
Love so fierce
Everyone can see
the scars on my bleeding wrists
and the bruises on my arms
Happiness
On cloud nine
Until I have to by another drink
and drown the sorrow
Success
On the top
Yes, till I crumble
In defeat on the ground
Broken
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