So tired of worrying wondering, wishing that everyone would pull their hea… It feels as though Im running, fighting

friends is just a word I wanted to be more sometimes I wonder if you’re true I think through my sleepless night you were more than just

I admit it You’ve become my addiction Thinking of you every second of th… And every night I swear I pray To help me stop being so switchy

You got me worrying right through to the bone are we coming to an end I have got to know I wait by the phone

Please dont pretend that you dont know who I am at least have the decency to smile when you pass by it isn’t that bad

Is it trapped inside? Or am I just trapped Coughing up a lung with every slight laugh maybe im bad

Through the looking glass is what my eyes see through this magnifying glass made specifically just for me every color, every shape

Hands start shaking Heart starts racing I think its overrated this isnt as easy as it seems and no, i, cant go on

My eyes grow tired from staring into the dark waiting for you to disappear to stop trying to tell me every thing’s okay when it’s not

every single day since that very first date i swore id never change guess what, i still fucking hate y… and passing are the hours

You told me you loved me and that you really meant it you wrote down my number and said you won’t forget it but now

There’s a path or reflection through the days of misconception, where I once was what I am not, and everything I lost. Now are the days of construction,