my bedroom ceiling

my bedroom ceiling must be tired of me by now,

its heard of all the battles with my inner demons,

its heard of all the people who hurt me,

and all of the sad rants i yelled at it will laying here in tears

but if there was one name its tired of hearing it would be yours,

its heard everything about u from ur beautiful eyes,

to the way u always make me smile even when im at my lowest,

it knows everything about u,

if my bedroom ceiling could talk,

it would have a lot to say about u