i feel like i love too hard even when i’m quiet

separation is key for heart shattering moments

but my heart isn’t the typical piece of glass

i hate to say it but i hate everything and everyone

i want to be alone but also held

i want to stay quiet but also have hour long conversations

i want to be me again

why can’t i laugh instead of cry?

why can’t i cry when i fake my laughs?

i’m always in my head because i’m always ahead of my problems

and when it’s time to face them not even the most powerful being could stop them

my bed has become my new bosom buddy

i dread going out but i just have to tell myself “boo-hoo, unlucky”

if you look at my eyes long enough you can see them tear

cause there’s never a favorable moment in my mind

if i was given a second shot in life i’d never rewind

cause i know all will be the same in due time

and i know that’s the cycle that will repeat over and over again

every single time.