If the world comes tumbling down
It's a cold place, think I'll dive in, don't care if I drown
Maybe I'll see you sometime cause I don't know where I'm going, what's coming around.
Think I'm headed out
I'm out.
I'm out the door
See me and you don't know what to do.
It's all right, I don't know either, what it is I'm going through
Can't stand to wait, what's it to you?
I need to get lost. I'll find my way if it means to start new.
Think I'm headed out
I'm out.
I'm out the door.
Don't treat me like I'm broken, like I'm something to repair.
If anything, it's me, the one that should be scared.
I want try, I want to be, I'm the one denied the ability to see.
If I'm delicate and fragile, let me be the one to find out first.
I know I can take it if I'm treated just like dirt. I'm curious, let me quench my thirst.
Think I'm headed out.
I'm out.
I'm out the door.
Getting hurt and it upsets me, even makes me cry.
Happiness and sorrow, getting caught up in a lie
Isn't that any one who's given life a try.
Think I'm headed out.
I'm out.
I'm out the door
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PoezieRandom poems, nothing special. It's more of a hobby when I'm bored or have something on my mind. It's just a bunch of stuff I originally put up on mirakee. There's more on there than here because I get lazy to put it here. You can find me @ see_less...
