how funny.

i stand strong for as long as i can

there’s times where if it were easy to give up i would

but the grief in times allow me to think

and ask myself, do i really want to fade from the world due to a sting?

fallen towers are what i feel in my heart

burning houses are in my head when it’s dark

but light creeps in when the darkness stays

and my vivid memories come back to me

i’ve always wanted closure for myself

i’ve always dreamt of having closure with someone else

but what can we do when life goes wrong?

a bruise or scar won’t stop you from doing anymore wrong

i’ve always looked at myself as a serious soul

but most view me as dunce folk

well let’s say i was a bit of a dummy

does that mean one doesn’t deserve another’s loving?

how funny.