suffocate

quicksand

I guess it's mostly my fault

For continuing to blame everything that happens on myself

So am i the main reason for my problems?

Is it wrong of me to wish you actually gave a shit?

I feel like im fucking running in quicksand

And everything is consistently getting worse every second of the day

Are my expectations too high?

Is it too much for me to want someone to care, and to share our feelings and endeavors with?

I keep trying, and every single fucking time

I let myself get pulled in

I claim to be a witch

But in reality everyones putting me under their spells

It doesnt take much to entrance me

Pretend you care, offer some kindness

Its so simple to pull me in

With the tug of a thread ill be back in your arms

Thinking every time that maybe you'll care

It's never there

The heart you once had has been stolen

Or its just fucking transparent

It's a ghost inside of you

Because im reaching out and i cant seem to grasp it

No matter how much i adjust my grip

It's an emptiness from you to me

Once i finally free myself from this curse

It doesnt feel any better

The spells might as well have stuck around

Maybe i wouldnt feel like a ghost myself

Never fully touching the ground

Never fully touching your heart