I feel like im walking..walking on something sharp,
every time something good happens everything falls apart,
I wish i could make everything better in a snap of my fingers,
but all the bad things stay and decide to linger,
I dont want to take a chance and get thrown into the fire,
but all my thoughts are sitting on my tounge and its getting drier,
every little thing I do to help turns into a disaster,
my legs are burning but ill keep running faster.
like? or not?
