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The words I wish I could write
Just don’t seem to come my way
Because the feelings I need to write about
Just aren’t perfect in any way
So, I’m putting them here
Simply and flawed
Getting out of my air built castles
Into my deep, dark waters.
There’s just too many I wish I could tell you
Yet the words just don’t come out
The things I wish I could just say
Don’t sound right in my head
So I keep on holding on to all my fake friends
I lean on my crutches
Despair, hope and self dellusion
I can’t make this ryhme, but I’m not trying to
I’m in this pit of self pity, remorse and confusion
And being a drama queen never quite suited me.
I.
I don’t know what to say, how to say it
And where to say it.
I need to do something, but every action I can think of
Seems fake or just complicated
And I always liked the easy way into anyone’s heart
Because if I have to fight for it
Then it’s probably not worth the fight
And I’ve tried to write it in a million way
But I can’t because I know it’s my fault
I’m the one who has the hero complex
I’m the one who’s flawed.