Monday 7 November 2022

diary entry : Questions

Who do you love? 
 Do you love me?
You think that you could, 
  but I'm just shades of a mess
You think I am amazing, but I would disagree
Do you know I'm not lovable, 
  but you are perfect
You know everything, 
   and I don't understand much
I'm ready to switch positions with you
To understand you, 
But I only seem to fail at such

So would you judge me
 I don't, but I wish you won't too
We are in the same prison of love
I can't ask you to be here
 You won't either, for we both fear
Fear what we peddle to everyone else
There is nothing even left to sell
Know we cannot even tell
 For you and I are in our chosen hell
 

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