I am in trouble now
You give, I take, I don't reciprocate, and yet you're still giving
How ironic, if not comical
You don't complain, and I guess whatever I do seems like enough to you...
but to me?
I'm like a gift you so excitedly want to open because of how I appear...
but once you open it, nothingness is but an expression!
I want to give you my all, but I can't,
so I suggest you run and not look back!
It's starting to hurt
It feels like now I am the bad guy!
I'm trying to fix it cause I'm tired of this sickening feeling!
~Cerry~
- Author: cerry ( Offline)
- Published: May 12th, 2024 01:25
- Category: Unclassified
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