Why are you still waiting
Nothing has happened with him
Why don't you help yourself
To replace all of the self-hating
It's not the mid eighteen hundreds
Where damsels in distress are
All women in dead castles
It's not the mid nineteen hundreds
Where cleaning cooking and caring are
Up to pretty petty girls
It's not the end of the world.
So why wait for him
And wait
for the bright light to dim
"I'm not capable of stirring my bowl of courage
I'm not capable of making eye contact without looking like garbage
I won't do it
I won't do it
I won't risk anything
That might lose him
I won't do it
I won't do it"
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Poetrywhen all came crashing down you were there to save me when i felt like feeling nothing you were there to make sadness flee but i should have known that when i stood at the end of the track you would never begin your journey because when I woke up an...
