

No. Just don’t. I don’t… I don’t wanna hear it. Don’t tell me it’s okay to open up, When the last time I opened up
I always concluded the voices were wrong And so I kept lingering for so darn long I crept up in the maze of my mind
Today was different, Maybe because I met a guy, One who looked at me, With eyes that told me, He would break my heart, A
When he said men didn’t talk About their experiences I didn’t understand what he meant Here I was Going through the toughest part of my
For the longest time, She had been my world, And I swear, She was all I had needed. This woman, Was my motivation to work
Chaos, I began having mental blanks Whenever I was around you, You were a fully-fledged art gallery, And you could make my bed warm, but
Looking at her resting on my lap, She was the girl of my dreams, But she was also the girl, Who belonged to many like
I get moody when it sounds silly How could the self-proclaimed Righteous man become repetitively blunt? Blank of sensitivity, A man reasoning with ego, I,
There were questions I used to ask myself, like; If I made you a small beautiful world of love, Would you take me with you,
Try sleeping with a heavy heart Walking away from who I see in the mirror The replay of our memories haunts The bedroom sucks my