Write a feeling, write a verse. Does that make it better, does it still hurt?
Your whispers are louder than sirens
How can a sunset, be so full of violence?
Talk in metaphors, you have it all planned out. But are you certain of your uncertainty?
Did you ever stop to see if there's beauty?
Just because you can't see it, doesn't mean it isn't there.
You wear your heart on your sleeve. Mistakes on your skin.
And for someone I need, I don't get why you give in.
I guess it's easy to quit, and it's getting harder to…