The beginning, it was fun i guess Just the ups and down itself.
Before i knew it, you and i became tired of each other inside this pointless emotional exhaustion.
A repeating seesaw game, up and down, happiness and sadness round and round, it makes me sick, it makes me sad, why do i feel like its okay, even if the truth is that it isn't okay.
Is there a reason to continue to repeat, to continue to reset, to continue to restart? I'm tired, but I don't know with you.
All right, Continue the game, I'll play, even if it hurts me, even if it kills me, i want to be happy, i want to hangout with you, Collecting Memories and Fun, Feeling Hurt and Guilty, and Seeing You.
YOU ARE READING
Thoughts That Were Kept
ŞiirThoughts that you thought you could keep all to yourself.
