Forever

if i say something too serious,
just know my mind is delirious.
i have been vacant for years.
don't bother with tears.
there are other things on my mind
and i can't seem to find the time
to relish what's real.
taught myself not to feel.
taught myself when i was nine.
i was not doing well. no, i was not doing fine.
now i'm living my life in a certain way.
i think of the times that you used to say,
i wasn't ready or i wasn't trying.
you didn't realize inside i was dying,
now i'm doing well. i'm coming out of my shell.
yes i'm back. and im ready to kill
so step back, baby, this isn't a drill.
i am back, now. better than ever.
you're thinking of now, i'm thinking forever.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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