"shaking hands with the dark parts of my thoughts" |
[It wasn't me].
Splotches of color like a...
There once was a lively flock of birds,
always in sight of a grand destination...
Blurry is what I see
in front of me...
This is me and isn't.
I wish you could understand...
A sunset by the water,
something we don't see often...
I climbed the fire tower
like I did several years ago...
I just need to be comforted.
I need to be told it's safe...
Were you ever real? |
could i have prevented you |
I just needed you to believe in me |