Sometimes I get scared
That you’ll smell the lonely on me
Maybe it slipped into my pockets
Or I drank it in my morning tea
Sometimes I worry
If you look at me a little to long
You’d start feeling how much I wanted
And seeing through my cracks
Sometimes I get anxious
As it all plays out in front of me
The world just keeps spinning
And I’m still stuck in 2019
Trying to pretend it didn’t break me
Trying to pretend that I’m okay
Feb 18
Feb 18, 2026 at 2:13 PM UTC
Sometimes I get scared
That you’ll smell the lonely on me
Maybe it slipped into my pockets
Or I drank it in my morning tea
Sometimes I worry
If you look at me a little to long
You’d start feeling how much I wanted
And seeing through my cracks
Sometimes I get anxious
As it all plays out in front of me
The world just keeps spinning
And I’m still stuck in 2019
Trying to pretend it didn’t break me
Trying to pretend that I’m okay
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