Misundertood
Misused
Mistrusted
MISTAKE.
I am this and more
I am
No one to adore
Popcorned ceilings
And spattered walls
You've no idea what you're stealing
Window
Cut in four
Window
This hearts at war
Call me silly
Call me naive
Just call me
To hear your voice
To press my ear
And silently rejoice
I lie awake
And wonder
Was this a mistake?
Did I fall too deep?
Did I fall too fast?
I start to weep
Why this day?
Why this heart?
Why, I pray
So tired
So alone
So done.
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