Do you wish I was more, baby? That I could say ‘I love you’ In more than a whisper- That I could hold your hand Without shrinking- Whats wrong with me, baby? It’s not fair.
I’m disgusting I think I’m going to spill my guts All over myself I can’t stand it Living in this skin In this mind I’m trapped Help me! I can’t get out! Please!
i want to fly away far far away if i close my eyes i can feel it my arms shifting, breaking apart morphing, forming- into mangled raven wings the window calls for me i'm flying- flying- my wings are gone.