I talk to myself too often
As I stare at the moon at night
The stars seem like they're shining for you
As if every 11:11 wish finally came true
And I'm sorry I'm ripped inside
Scratched and torn from head to toe
And it's too useless to try to fix
the pieces I have burnt a while ago
So I hold you close as you cry for me
Trying to make you understand my pain
Trying to make you wish I wasn't the same
See, I'm too scared of crashing again
Too afraid of dragging you down with me
So I promise to protect you if I have to
Cause I'm already too gone to be saved
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PoetryI sometimes feel too much and other times feel nothing at all. I'm either full of volcanoes or numbness, there's nothing in between.
