♥ This is not your escape
Waking up in the morn with a slit in my throat.
I gave myself another reason not to attend lesson.
Skipping lessons can be so addictive y'know.
Laziness taken over me today.
I cancelled tuition this time.
However, staying at home wasn't fun.
My eyes gonna sore sore sore.
This screen isn't pretty yet I stared at it for freaking hours.
'Imma be on diet.
People always said I'm fat.
Some even said I look like 50 heavy.
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I couldn't help but ponder
Again.
Maybe we, Why don't we sit right here for half an hour
We'll speak of what a waste I am and how we missed your beat again
I swear we need to find some comfort in this run down place
To bridge the gap of this conscious state that we live in
I'm short on time
How come you try and fit the shape of what they tell you
But mostly what they show you
That brings us home
I pray for you to move on
At this rate we can't keep up but I sure can't just sit still
I'm taking back all the things I said
Keep me filled in, I swear I'll come
We walk alone back home
You're almost gone and I'm okay to give you time to be afraid
I still see your shadow but never your face again
I remember your presence
I hope to God you come down
I hope to God you can feel this now
I know there must be some way out of here and all of them will be
Waiting here
Could you just listen to me
Like you always do.
The picture perfect.
In a picture perfect scenery I've become a stick figure illustration.I'm not here to accept their sings but I'm here to show them love within
I'm always me
'Cos you couldn't see what's in me.



To bridge the gap of this conscious state that we live in, I call for your name.


11:06 PM