My thoughts feel heavy
How else do you describe,
That feeling of guilt
That eats from insideWords tend to crawl
Up and down my mind
They always stay
I want them awayFuzzy is my vision
I could never truly see
Glasses are worthless
If I refuse to believeDo you really like me,
Or is it just a fake show?
Pitying someone worthless
Who never seems to goIt's like getting mad
At the smallest things
Stupid it may seem,
But not to meIs Summer really here,
Or is it all a lie?
Is the heat going to kill me,
Or is the boring inside?I hope you don't hate me,
But I wouldn't be surprised
If In reality
I'm the one lying