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Heal from(again)

I'm tired of wishing on a shooting star
I'm tired of waiting for a love that lasts
I'm tired of waiting for someone
Who loves me right
Who shows me he can be trusted
I'm thinking of all the years that passed
I'm tired of wiping my own tears
I'm tired
Of feeling like i'm on a tight trope
And beneath me there is fire
My whole life felt like
Walking on eggshells
All the time
I'm tired of healing from people
Places and situations that fucked me up in the head
I'm tired of picking up the pieces of my heart
That someone left on the ground
Dropped it down
Like some toy he get tired of play with
And then stepped on it
Like scattered glass
I'm tired of healing from shit i never deserved
I'm tired of being the bravest soldier
Fighting alone
Going to war
For someone who didn't even care if i got killed
If thousand blades spilled my blood and i will be damned to an eternal sleep
I'm sick and tired
Of mending my heart with band aids
Because they don't fix bullet holes
They don't close the scars on my back
They're still fresh, i can still feel the pain
And everytime i think i'm near to heal
Then something new bring me to tears
I don't ask for too much
I just ask for a love that lasts
For a love
I never have to heal from
Again.