I wish to sit in a room in peace. Sit with all my demons, that is my only release.
Mire in depression and listen to my mood.
God I understand I am nothing without you.
The anthem that appreciated me was the crescendo of fear, I disliked what I never could see.
I constantly think everyone knows my M.O.
A handsome guy outside with a beautiful story inside.
“His looks would deceive, his future is cloudy.”
One day sunny smiles. The next moment dreary eyes, with the thunderstorms of cries.
Rarely do I have a day with dry eyes.
I go from positive to negative in the same moment that you look into my eyes.
Do you realize I lie to keep the frown in my heart from surpassing the smile in your eyes?