Was this all just a day dream? Is this all just pretend? When I hear you speaking, my imaginary friend. Inconsistent and unruly, breaking hearts with each step. I know I deserve anything better than this.
I'll call out with no response. You will come and you go like curtains blowing through those windows of the house down the road.
I'll go hide while you count to 10 come find me if you can. Here I'll sit waiting for you, my imaginary friend.
I'm a school kid, abandoned and alone. You're the street mice eating the bread crumb trail back home. Bully me with a smile, use me while you can. I'm slowly fading into nothing. I'm your imaginary friend.
Apr 13, 2013
Apr 13, 2013 at 11:46 AM UTC
Was this all just a day dream? Is this all just pretend? When I hear you speaking, my imaginary friend. Inconsistent and unruly, breaking hearts with each step. I know I deserve anything better than this.
I'll call out with no response. You will come and you go like curtains blowing through those windows of the house down the road.
I'll go hide while you count to 10 come find me if you can. Here I'll sit waiting for you, my imaginary friend.
I'm a school kid, abandoned and alone. You're the street mice eating the bread crumb trail back home. Bully me with a smile, use me while you can. I'm slowly fading into nothing. I'm your imaginary friend.
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