Looking in from the outside,
Things may seem so organized
My mind is anything but,
It took a long time to realize
Why can't things just be kept simple?
The way they were before
Not as messed up as they are now,
Back when I wasn't so insecure
The person I thought I was,
The one they all used to see
The girl that jokes and laughs;
Yes the ghost of me
Everything has piled up,
And the damage has been done
I don't mold to what they want
At least not anymore
I let myself fall
Without being sure if I'll be caught
Definitely not doing that again
The lesson has definitely been taught
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