We are getting close...
Maybe too close...
I think it's just me,
I get close and then pull away,
Back to my own world
I'm sorry, in case you don't know
I dont mean to run away, but I feel
myself wanting to run, get away
I'm not sure what it is that forces me to hide,
Twists up my being and hurts me inside
We are friends but I think you have a crush
I'm weighed down, trudging through slush
My feeling are muck and I'm stuck in this rut
I dont know what to do
I cant break my own rules
Disobey my mind
To commit the worst crime
Im confused, and I dont know what to do...
Mar 20, 2019
Mar 20, 2019 at 8:54 PM UTC
We are getting close...
Maybe too close...
I think it's just me,
I get close and then pull away,
Back to my own world
I'm sorry, in case you don't know
I dont mean to run away, but I feel
myself wanting to run, get away
I'm not sure what it is that forces me to hide,
Twists up my being and hurts me inside
We are friends but I think you have a crush
I'm weighed down, trudging through slush
My feeling are muck and I'm stuck in this rut
I dont know what to do
I cant break my own rules
Disobey my mind
To commit the worst crime
Im confused, and I dont know what to do...
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