These Days
These days reminds me back when I didn't know how to pick up the pieces
when my heart was weak when my tears seemed to flow uncontrollably
these eyes watching me and judging my every move
I just wanted a simple life
you ever felt like you wanted to go ghost
where death seemed like a comfortable state
where peace of mind was just a beautiful dream
he's watching
she's watching
they laugh
and I die every time
Copyright © Meosha Thompson | Year Posted 2018
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