There’s a confidence that comes Knowing you’re the one Holding it all together When I come undone To walk alone was never something you asked of me I depend on you for everything Because that is the way it has to be And I’ll surrender all I hold dear But what about what is holding me? This paralyzing fear? But holding me tighter still are the arms of a father So when I plant my tree I’ll plant it by the water
I'm just not feeling it babe the way I should, you just ain't loving me the way I would and I would've been kinder but you destroyed the part of me that would mind, I would have held you tighter but I'm tired of being left behind. I've let you pierce my heart and anticipated the bleeding, but the brightness of my heart is receding, and it's all because of you, and all the things you don't do.
Man. Imagination is too much. Fantasies are to unreal. People become too stereotypical. Society is just a depressing matter. Our generation is corrupt. Our bodies still abled. With every breathe we take, We are labelled. We are humanity. We are People. We should love who we are. We should love how we feel Because maybe all the ******* that happens nowadays is to: **make us stronger, a fighter. as a whole, tighter.
Thanks for reading...again thanks for liking I hope to become good some day! -Khizara