Part 1
You can’t tell me you never felt anything
Every night you would say it
Everynight you would tell me
I'M the most beautiful of them all
So don't lie and say you didn't feel a thing
When i first left you, you cried
But I left for me
But still felt everything
I left because I was scared
I convinced myself I didn't need you
But here's the thing
You caused it
So don't blame me
When I break your heart for
Not caring about mine
YOU ARE READING
ØVERTHINKING
PoetryØverthinking leads tø fear. Fear leads tø anxiety. Døn't knøw what's inside øf me. F A L L I N G Everyøne has their demøns. Søme møre than øthers. These are mine
