All I can write in 3 min
I am running from the pain
the pain left from you
you with your sickining sweet smile
and gleaming uncooked eyes
eyes that always made me wonder if you were truly thinking about me
me with the auburn hair, scared to leave your side
me with the freackled nose, scared to see what I'm like without you
me who looks nothing like this, wondering if I would be loved by you if I did
She has those things
She has the aburn hair and the freakled nose
and I have the wonder and the scared
And what to do with that is truly a perdicament
because you have always been in the back of my mind
so what if i let you go?
If i let you go what happens to me?
will I truly thrive on my own?
If I let you go what happens to me?
The pain of the spot that you left, too big,
you are to much
you were always to much
a me who wanted joy
and got pain instead