As days gets closer,
When the day ends for another start over but with different date,
It gets more darker,
The whimpers, the tears, those struggles,
Makes me unable to breathe at times,
Those memories that makes me love you more yet hate myself as well,
I had to fight hard against myself,
I have to let go each dark details that keeps on pilling up everyday,
Screw shits, hate the love, accept the pain constantly ringing at the back of my mind,
As born or death never meant for the girl who constantly having war in her mind,
I wished to every star for my deathbed,
But yet it seems so far, hidden among treasures,
I have long given up to every pain and battles,
The little girl is laughing outside but yet she holds every scars as new as a white sheet,
She is being tempted with knife on her hand but surrounded among guilts of promises to not to it,
To hurt the one she lived for,
To upset the one she loved forever,
She is imperfect for him,
She is being trapped in love cage again yet that cage reopening every dried scars,
Her fears happened because it feels too similar yet familiar,
Those ignorance, those betrayals, those broken promises and everything,
It feels just like it happened yesterday,
Because in the end none belonged to her and her craziness,
Trust, love and promises are meant well for betrayals..
