Hot/cold feelings sinking in with regret,
I don’t know where I’ll take it out next.
Rushed sensations are less prolific
Like spirits that casually pass by
The unseen eye
They lie when they say you can’t see people who died.
Hard/soft feelings of love are holding me back
Wish I never had told them that
I thought emotions were rushed to the eye
And love faded when my spirit died
to an untrained eye, they say you can’t see
I see that I died, I see a former me.
The dreams that been used
To beg I wasn’t misused.
The teams and things
I hold over me
When someone loves me for me
I know it can’t be.
I lost all hope, and I’m taking full blame
I chose to end now because of I’m not good at the game
The beautiful things they pass me by
Turned up noses when they meet my eye.
I can’t sleep, it takes me over
The happiness, I lost twice over