Sticky

trin

Sticking around gets harder to do

when the man in glue is not stuck to you.

Falling in love but its all in reverse

what felt like a connection now feels like a curse.

I close my eyes and want to feel safe

All to open them quickly in truthful scarce the thoughts of you might then be erased

I know you think of me as if you won the race,

by time I feel stuck to you, I'm not the prize that put you in first place.

  • Author: Trinity Franklin (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 31st, 2019 02:03
  • Category: Unclassified
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