You can change the setting, but the plot is already planned.-BE WHO YOU ARE.
How long can innocence last? I've layed my head on many surfaces and couldn't find the rest I've been searching for. I've woken up, dead to look at another strangers face. No it's not love, but I have a better mask than her. I understand what she's looking for, so I'll give it to her. As the moons bids farewell, I will grow tired and disappear from her life with the sunrise...
I'm not like you. I can't please everyone. Can't be perfect. Life is too short to please everyone. You only have now, get what makes you happy. This has always been my rule. I'm a fucking hypocrite.
Because you're at home asleep while I'm drowning in my thoughts.
You're always the first to cover up, BE WHO YOU ARE. You are beautiful, someone who should be worshipped. Let me taste the salt on your skin. Let me feel what my hands are burning for. My love, you are what I long for... but the tide- fuck the tides. Let me be swept up in your wave.
Oh my god, the feeling of your skin is sex at the fingertips.
I wish I would have documented this from the beginning. Just so I could have a comparison of who I was and what I've become. I am what you find in the shadows. The blank face who won't ask anything of you. I can't take care of myself, but I won't take a hold of your helping hand. Baby, I get this burn in my stomach and my head is feeling hollow. I can't do this anymore the weight of life is too heavy. The lightness in death keeps the safety on. I can feel my shoulder blades cutting through my skin. I swear I've closed the doors to any drug that crosses my path. Every beat of my heart is in rhythm to please your ears. I will walk the line to keep your heart in rhythm with mine. I will put on my best face, to please your eyes. I'm such a fucking hypocrite.
Anything to keep you I will do, because you are what should be worshipped. Don't you forget it. You are what should be worshipped.