If love is felt by us all,
Why is it that mine doesn't reach you?
This treacherous path vined by words
that attempt to evoke, but never succeed in making you perceive me.
Being misunderstood has never felt so grim, but feeling an urge to run away if you ever did.
Run
If love is felt by us all,
Why is it that mine doesn't reach you?
This treacherous path vined by words
that attempt to evoke, but never succeed in making you perceive me.
Being misunderstood has never felt so grim, but feeling an urge to run away if you ever did.