I can’t do this anymore Walk away and shut that door Constriction’s my conviction, I’m on a stage Act the part and turn the page Too stuck, under fumbling fingers I lay Eyes to heaven, loudly pray Send me an angel, send me a line Grasping the truth, not another “I’m fine” So I shrink away; I hide in fear My shadow sheds her silver tears I bleed these words on my bedroom floor, For I can’t do this anymore.
Boy: no i am just afraid that i will hurt you and not love you enough. I am afraid i wont treat you like the queen you are. I am afraid that i will act like a **** towards you. I am mostly afraid of not loving you enough and letting go of you.
there’s a girl with pretty brown eyes and the biggest smile that flashes as she walks past you in the halls she never seems to carry a frown or be anything but happy she carries an aura that makes you think of the color yellow and people notice in her walk and in her talk that she is never troubled this brown-eyed girl comes home every sundown with tear stained cheeks as her head hits the pillow and is left with a sleepless night full of thoughts and dreams she rehearsed that if anyone asked she would respond with “I’m used to it.”