Odd

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It's odd
How sometimes I want to feel bad
I want the cold
I want the sad
Maybe it's some desperate attempt
For me to feel valid

It's odd
Cuz I made loneliness a friend
My only companion
That I can't escape
And I'm not even sure
That I want to let go of it

It's odd
How I complain
Over nothings
And still am incapable
To fix those small problems
They never go away

It's odd
Cuz I'll question
Due to unfair suspicion
Swirling around in my thoughts
Do they really care
Am I wanted here

It's odd
All these things
That hurt, that kill
And still
I don't always want them gone

It's

All

Just

A

Little

Odd

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