I’ve run this course
I know how it usually ends.
Is it bad that I shut down now
Just as a precaution?
To trust mistrust
To see where we end up.
My age is young, but my love is old
But right before you give is where success lives, I’m told.
My tummy turns, I’ve lost my appetite
My emotions keep me up at night.
I want to play pianic lamentations
Of my newfound revelation.
What oil is to water is what the heart is to the mind:
Ironically, time’s got the nerve to have me waiting.
I guessed it stopped amidst all this mayhem
I guess I call myself having faith, when I’m just being patient.
End this now.
Usher in the moment, where I take my final bow
I will not allow
Things to head any more south
Run my emotions in the ground
You pick me up to lay me down.
In other words:
You’ve fucked me.
Never loved me
The only thing you’ve ever set your eyes on was me.
This love curse.
Ever wonder what it’s like to be