Sunday, 10 September 2017

Uden titel






sometimes I worry that people can hear
what I'm thinking spilling out of my ears
I calcuate what I'm going to say
talking to people's a game I can play






am I the only one
wishing life away?
never caught up in the moment
busy begging the past to stay
memoroes painted with much brigther ink;
they tell me I loved, teach me how to think.





oh, how do I get what I want, when I don't know what it is..?




tekst #1: Tessa Violet: On My Own
tekst #2: dodie: When
tekst #3: Bry: Sum Me Up

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