crumble
the worst feeling in the world: being alone.
It's hard to know that I have all these great friends... but none that really are there.
I don't have someone who calls me on a regular basis to check up on me.
I don't have someone.
I dont have.
you.
or anything that makes me feel alive right now.
routine sucks the life from my lips.
and so does giving my all, and getting little to nothing out of it.
I want my heart back.
I want my life back.
I want joy back.
I want to be alive again.
all of this stems out of how unbelievably inconsiderate and unreliable people are.
I give my bones, and you let me crumble.
It's hard to know that I have all these great friends... but none that really are there.
I don't have someone who calls me on a regular basis to check up on me.
I don't have someone.
I dont have.
you.
or anything that makes me feel alive right now.
routine sucks the life from my lips.
and so does giving my all, and getting little to nothing out of it.
I want my heart back.
I want my life back.
I want joy back.
I want to be alive again.
all of this stems out of how unbelievably inconsiderate and unreliable people are.
I give my bones, and you let me crumble.