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Under The CoversI'll do my best to showMore Like This
you that I'm not afraid
of anything.
You deserve someone who
will admit their mistakes
and catch you when you
fall face first because of yours,
or when you fall head
over heels
with no cushioning
to soften the blow.
I want my arms to be
the arms that you
are binded by,
constricted by nothing
but love rather than force.
And when he holds you
there, I know it's not
your choice.
Well I want to
hold you
here.
But forget him because
this is about us
and it's about time
we took a look
at what we have.
And we don't have
to be together
to know that
we should be,
and we don't have
to be toge
TiredI'm tired.More Like This
Tired of feeling lost, afraid, misunderstood.
Tired of wondering if I'm letting someone down by the choices I've made.
I'm tired.
Tired of getting my feelings hurt, my ego bruised, my heart broken.
Tired of showing these varmin called emotions.
I'm tired.
Tired of being me, of being weak.
Tired of trying to be this person I cannot see.
I'm tired.
Tired of all the pain, all the struggle I've put upon myself.
Tired of not being the person I was.
I'm tired.
Tired of hiding, hoping, and healing.
Tired of listening, learning...letting.
I'm tired...I'm tired.
Sta.sh
