Music is the only thing holding me together
My leg bouncing up and down frantically
I don't know how long it's been
But it feels like forever
I'm not used to your stare
I'm not used to your words
I'm not used to being haunted by my past
I just want to hide
But, for now, my eardrums shall suffer.
YOU ARE READING
3 am Thoughts.
RandomOnly read if you want to. I swear I'm not this crazy all the time. Just a few times a week.
