all of this. the songs the shows the music, the stupid shit that is done, the friends. Even on it's best day; when you add it all up, it fall shorts of love.
trying to remember how to be alone. I want it, but I don't want the pain. And all I've been getting the past month is pain strictly in the form of truth. I've started realizing how hard it is to get a band and go somewhere with it. My mind has had battles trying to make me realize that it probably won't happen. and my heart needs a break. maybe it won't happen. those 4 words make me feel more worthless then "i don't love you".
wipe off the blood
just to throw in the towel
i try to keep going because
frankly, this is all i know
we never had a candlelight dinner
and i know now she's the winner
cause all i have is this
and it's something
but it's not a first kiss
first kiss
to bloody wrist
how'd i get here?
what path did i take
by the end of this year
will i still feel fake?
im the mistake
filled with hate
heart's a 20 pound weight
ask life to wait
call my future,
tell it i'll be late
college
scaresme
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