It's not only the things you said to me
It's not only the thing I said to you
It's the things I do, feel, and see
When it's nothing but ease for you (I think)
When you're in the calmest of your days
I'm here killing myself for touching you
Every time, every day, it's non-stop
I search for a reason to blame myself
To make myself suffer
So I wear this tag, that keeps wearing me
It's uncontrollable, it's unimaginable, it's your daily nightmare
Yet I keep being doubtful
You've done this, felt this, dealt with this a million times.
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Words By An Unknown Girl
Poesie《 Words written by a quite, unknown, puzzled girl with a lot of things to say.. 》 Self-Written, Trigger warning...
