feeling out of place
out of mind
lost senses
and buried confessions,
what am i losing
and what am i not
are you worth the pain,
belongingness
validation
churning pretty sky
to grumbling greys of my blues,
why do i dig so much in
why do i wish to bury them into you,
with one slip-up, i run away a hundred miles far
am i good at running,
or bad at confronting
it's okay
what we all complain
is what we go through
we all do some shit
we get hurt
we hurt
it hurts
it ̶s̶t̶o̶p̶s ̶̶ pauses
and moves on
