Same shit, different year.It feels like an old friend, familiar, and its the familiarity that scares me, I remember I was not like this once.
I pick myself up time and time again, brush off the dush, but the cracks are evident.
I yearn for comfort, and Iam no longer robust.
We are actors in a play, you and me. You seem more capable than I am, more likely to win praise, awards. You can pretend til you stop breathing that you are a good person at heart, and that you didn't destroy me, that you no longer love me.
Whereas I forget my lines, come on stage intoxicated, and everyone knows the script. I'm condemned to be trapped, in the set forever more, as it fades.
There's always something holding me back.. in every sense.
And my blood won't stick
To the confines of my veins.
And your heart
Is gonna tear mine away.♥
I want something new./
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