it’s easier not to show up than stand there
in front of you
i’m always praticing how i would
appear when it happenes
but the truth is maybe i’ll lost all my temper
i once thought you were speacial
just because you were nice to me
but this is a stupid runaway since i already know
what’s the truth about me
there is nothing that i can tell u
i don’t know nothing about love and all the pretty things i’m suppose to say
should i forgive or should i pretend to be ill
subconsciously choose the wrong path
consciously knowing that you will not come
i just wish you can stop sending me to despair
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