We're all dancing on a thin wire
Slow and steady, afraid of the fall.
Sometimes it just feels like I'm never enough. I know there's nothing to worry about, yet I can't help but to feel unease. How dare this kid just barge in any so how.
It feels so out of control. My personal mantra is falling out of my hands. I'm so uneasy, regardless of the amount of times you could put me at ease. I want to lock you up away far far away just for my own. Yet I like to fly free. I'm such a selfish being on earth. So disgusting.
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