You don't have the eyes of Upadhya
But you speak so clear
As if you've lived a thousand lives
As if you see things from all sides
I imagined you here
It only makes me wonder
Do you care about how I feel
Or are you killing me for your own gain?
I never know, how you never reflect
You never look inside yourself
I don't know what to do with myself
Stuck in this sleep cycle
Made out of moonlight
In my head everything is better
I don't have to keep an eye on the sniper
I bend my mind, I know you have power over me
You make me go psycho.
- Author: Jordan Cash (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: June 14th, 2021 17:34
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 42
Comments1
sshhudders !!!!
Anyone who evokes the psycho in us is someone to run away from. True love is a two way sharing caring thing.
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