MUSE.
I was never the first choice, that i know.
Creating thoughts in my mind,
Hoping that i was the one.
Tell me the sweet vulnerable lies,
Make me believe you like the fool I was.
Unwillingly staying with the pain that i chose to bare.
Delusional, destructive thoughts causing fire in my mind.
Helplessly thinking that I was the one,
Atleast a little hope to need.
Tell me you love me,
Even if they are a lie.
Tell me you that you care,
Even if it hurts to shatter.
Tell me you'll stay,
Even if you know you will leave.
Now this I know i am born to be an artist, desiring to be the muse.
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