E=MG Scared
Salty Nights
My biggest regret. My constant pain.
The monkey on my back, day after day.
The reason I’m sad. The reason I’m broke.
The reason I cry in my sleep. The reason I awoke.
How could I be a person of such neglect.
How could I ever be good when I reflect.
In good hands she might be, but in my broken heart is where she sleeps.
My ignorance or her existence. My insistence, my belligerence, my resistance.
Now the only thing between us, is distance.
