I must be dead
Dreaming of a secret rose
Never been alive in this endless hate
Waking up everyday just to feel shit about myself
Longing for someone to hold
Someone to make me feel beautiful cause I have always been ugly
Deep down inside in this pain is me ready to die again
Maybe I need to forget everything and reset my heart-beat to zero
So much of what I could be to you is just me sleeping
When every night becomes a living memory of us
My out of control tears
An aching joy
A bleeding happiness
A boy and a girl who love each other so much
I bought some flowers for you
I miss you
I miss you
-Credit by DeathLess-
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