you’re sleeping
and i’ve been keeping
these secrets for as long as i can
i keep looking
keep searching
for a safe place where i can land
these days it seems like nobody can understand
and i’ll stop believing when i start feeling it;
sympathy
firsthand
normally i’d be safe
and feel like my place
is wherever i’m holding your hand
but it’s clear you want space
so i muffled my thoughts
by burying my head in the sand
Mar 31, 2020
Mar 31, 2020 at 2:57 AM UTC
you’re sleeping
and i’ve been keeping
these secrets for as long as i can
i keep looking
keep searching
for a safe place where i can land
these days it seems like nobody can understand
and i’ll stop believing when i start feeling it;
sympathy
firsthand
normally i’d be safe
and feel like my place
is wherever i’m holding your hand
but it’s clear you want space
so i muffled my thoughts
by burying my head in the sand
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