i hate this
i hate to admit it
but i like you
no not just like a friend
and I'm dying here
knowing you don't like me back.
i know it's childish
i hate the way it feels
but i also love it
when u come in my dreams
down on one knee,
and im screaming yes!
i know, it will never be this way
and i know, you will never feel the same
and im trying
but i can't hold back.
and i know, I'll live to regret this
and i know, i won't forget it
someone, please fix my brain
i haven't slept for days!
and i hate it
when my friends tease me by your name
when you walk by
i say that they're all lame
but I'm smiling
and you're smiling back.
and i know, i know you think it's all a game
and i know, you will never feel the same,
and I'm dying!
at least i wrote a good song,
i'll somehow carry on
YOU ARE READING
feels
Randomthere is birth, growing, living, loving, hurting, rinse and repeat and there is thought that goes in all of these stages of life. this is a collection of those thoughts. they're songs, poems, or just brain activity that keeps me awake. I don't know...