Drive
You told me that you'll pull the break.
Because you wanted to rest.
But I told you to continue,
Cos I love where our long drive is heading.
But still, you pull it.
And rest.
Im begging you to continue.
But you refuse.
I cry until I get tired.
Cos I wanted to continue
But I dont even know how to drive.
So I stay still.
Hurting.
Shaking.
Crying.
