It seems that...as soon as there's a opening to your heart
Or as soon as I assume there is...
As soon as I start to think,
Hey...maybe he likes me?
Or maybe he could feel the same?
Or maybe I could start over with this!
Maybe I wont have to face EVERYDAY trying to struggle to be happy!
Maybe I wont have to go EVERYDAY struggling to make others happy!
Happiness would come naturally JUST because he's with me
Maybe he could be my rock
The one that I could always run to
Heck, I always run to him anyways!
So it wouldnt be that different!
Right?
Right?
...As soon as I think that
I become disappointed.
And all of my hopes are gone again.
YOU ARE READING
Tired Of You
PoetryBasically? It's me talking about some sad stuff in weird ways. A lot of it is probably going to be vauge, but I like it, and I hope you will to. Cool beans?
