We burn bridges, we build walls;
We drive too fast in shiny cars.
I am silent, not at peace;
Your broken eyes scream ‘pretty please.’
I crossed the street & didn’t look;
You read me like a picture book.
I’m an anxious, exhausted insomniac,
Who needs you like an addict needs crack.
But if you close your eyes, it tastes the same;
I see your face- do you hear my name?
Jul 13, 2014
Jul 13, 2014 at 2:31 PM UTC
We burn bridges, we build walls;
We drive too fast in shiny cars.
I am silent, not at peace;
Your broken eyes scream ‘pretty please.’
I crossed the street & didn’t look;
You read me like a picture book.
I’m an anxious, exhausted insomniac,
Who needs you like an addict needs crack.
But if you close your eyes, it tastes the same;
I see your face- do you hear my name?
2013
