No I don’t know what its like
What it Tastes
Sounds (Like)
(How it) Kills Weakens
Fears Slices apart
(Your Insides)
No I most certainly don't know what it feels
To be dead inside
To put your all into something
And in the end, feel like it's all been useless
Too much work
Too much stress
Too many unnecessary details
No I don’t know what it’s like
To be in a fight with a friend
(Perhaps even boyfriend)
To feel the tears Sweat Emotion
Pouring from every pore of your body
Fusing into one big mass of confusion (and fear)
No I don’t know what it’s like
Why don’t you inform me?
Birth sign: Scorpio
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