I keep a box under my bed,
and inside it,
everything i need to surive.
you see:
im that girl who falls in love to easy.
i have scars,
for every emotion
i couldnt handle.
and tears, that burnt my face.
I keep a box under my bed,
and inside it,
everything i need to surive.
I cover my eyes,
so the past that i keep away
stays hidden.
Terrified of my own reflection
i dont want to see how theyve left me.
and i find myself,
alone again.
I keep a box under my bed,
and inside it,
everything i need to surive.
& i cant keep pretending anymore,
evey girl has her braking point,
when the tears,
have to stop,
and they're lies come undone.
I keep a box under my bed,
and inside it,
everything i need to surive.
The irony being,
the one thing that keeps me alive
is the one thing thats going to kill me.
I keep a box under my bed,
and inside it,
everything i need to surive.
