Thursday, June 9, 2016

Where I'd Begin

What if I never wake up?
And worse, what if I do?
What if you're all I think about
And I never tell you?
What if I hurt myself?
What if I'm hurting you?
If you were me, be honest,
What do you think you'd do?
Sometimes I hate the sunlight.
Sometimes I hate the dark.
Sometimes I can't feel anything
Because I haven't got a heart.
I don't want to be lonely,
But I want to be alone.
I want to get out of here,
But I don't want to go.
Your smile breaks my heart,
And your laughter burns my skin,
And if I had to tell you how I feel,
That's where I'd begin.

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