
-My gifts and perfections are as transparent as a ghost.
-But, for my flaws and mistake, everyone wants to take a toast.
-I never said I was perfect
-yet I try to forget
-To forget the bruises you forgot on my face
-And then I pretend it's a blush, so l wear lace
-i try to lace it up like sneakers but still not strong enough to run away
-So I stayed thinking I could keep you at bay
-My body arches because I'm trying to tell you that I feel pain too
-But it was always a bad idea being expressive, I always meet the water loo
-feels like like this pain is stocked with me for ever
-the more I try the less I can maneuver
-i still feel it pinned to my skin
-On whose shoulders can I learn to lean?
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