Too many emotions I don’t want to feel, I’m ready to drown my sorrows with alcohol, my favorite friend
Because big girls don’t cry, I’ll watch myself fall apart with a smile on my face
Why I do this to myself idk. I set the bar so unbelievably high. I love a good challenge. I swear I do it just to watch myself fall, and once I do I just keep revisiting.
I have a bad habit of telling myself I am someone I am not;
An addiction to loosing myself
Born from years of watching myself
Fall short of being the kind of person
Worth keeping promises
And worth staying for.
I fade with the sun at noon
And mourn at dawn for the beginning coming.
I can hear how you feel in the sound of your voice
And sometimes it makes me feel nauseated
While other times make me feel like I’ve just leaped from a jet, face to the sky, while I watch myself fall harder for you.