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I'm so afraid
Afraid of being loved
Afraid of being the one who you can call yours
I'm tired of being scared
Tired of always thinking if you'll drop me after I've been used
Tired of being sad
Tired of getting mad at myself
Help me
I can't get over this pain myself
Help me, please
Why can't you see I'm broken
From all the pain they've caused
From all the torture they've put me through
Why do you do this to me?
Why do you put your arm around me and hold me so gentle, as if I'll break if you touch me wrongly?
Why do you kiss my cheeks and whisper blissful nothings?
Are you doing this on purpose?
Are you just hiding under a mask with a smirk across your face as you play with the strings on my heart?
Tell me
Tell me what you really want
I need to know
Need to know if this isn't just a game
A game that we both know I can't win at any costs
Or are you actually willing
Willing to mend this broken nothing
To put me back together and fully accept the love you furiously swing at me
To hold me in your gentle, warm and welcoming arms
To engulf me in your sweet, delightful kisses
Are you ready?
Are you really willing to wait for me to open up my wounded heart to you?
I wish you the best
This won't be easy