Never got that callback
But you have been busy
Understandable
On nights that standings hardest though
Wish you could of helped me hold on
Now my hands are rope burnt and tied up
I'm escaping in my dreams
I always keep my eyes shut
I remember fairy tales
What does growing up entail
Well I opened up my sails
And now I'm standing in some waves
Slowly drowning in my illness tell my demons to behave
Living in a cage of glass for breaking
But my muscles sore and bruising
And my fists violently shaking
So forsaken
Wish I was the only one
Drop that medicine
Don't let go of that love
You have always been enough
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They Say Empathy Is Key, I Say Apathy
RomanceHere's a book no one will read In this book are random short stories, blurbs of poetry mostly written by me, song lyrics I like, thoughts on current things, photography, and any other shit I decide to include. It's my book. I do what I want 🙃.. (...