already having pain cause of him to then being hurt by you and adding on to my worn out soul,
thinking id come running back to my hero and have a shoulder to cry on,
my once shining knight and armor,calmer and charmer, has become my harmer,
tired of this broken heart and worn out soul,
what you will never understand is how hurt i really am,
and i don’t think anyone will cause the rest is forever bottled up till the day i die,
and I’m just tired of this worn out soul that has yet to be healed,
and what i just don’t understand is why i over think things when in reality we are just so dissimilarity,
Tired of being hurt by all the bullshit,
but how can i be tired of you when i love you