Spreading wings to fly only because I cant close my eyes

Current mood: exhausted



You know me better than I know myself. Better than I’ll ever realize.

Maybe that’s why you see something I don’t. Something I wont.

Admit.

Run and then get hit.

This has me feeling broken and bruised.
Your feeling underappreciated and used.

Two separate truths.
One untold lie.

Look me in the eyes and tell me about myself.



You might think its funny but you know exactly what I mean.