Its a circle full of people, but it feels empty.
I wish I were blind so I could no longer see you lie.
I wish I were deaf so I could no longer hear lies.
Shut your mouth shut it and don’t say anything for I’ll fall again for every single word
Why is it that every time I find something good and worth while
I try finding unnecessary flaws I destroy it with this patience with negativity.
What’s next after this after a short hour of complete happiness
of feeling in place of having control over your attention... if everything is gone my the second your mind decides 'I’ve had enough" What about me? What if for once I decide to forgive? What if for once my mind decides to shut down? What if for once, I get the courage to pick a piece of paper and write you the letter you have always expected.