Tired of interacting
Tired of relapsing
Tired of responding to your text
Tired of what goes wrong next
From me, they love what they can attain
I’m a fool who never says no, perfect for your gain
But if I was homeless tomorrow, you won’t look my way
If I had nothing, you’d never stay
I’m tired of looking for purpose
Tired of opening up beyond the surface
Disappointment became the norm
Depression became my form
Too numb to cause a storm
Too cold to keep you warm
I’ve been stripped of my soul
All the time and love they stole
Building everyday so I can have a bigger wall
Try to climb and you’ll fall
A rose, but full of thorns
Not an angel anymore, look at my horns
Everyone around me wants a friend
And I want all bonds to end
Not worth it, don’t come near
I really don’t care if you want to be here
Everyone wants someone, but I’m falling in love with being alone
No soulmate bullshit, you’re not the one
I feel confined, and Im struggling to feel
Wounds appear every time the old ones heal

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