Slowly crawling doubts
Come when I least expect it
Widening the hole
Don't know what I want
And some days I'm really scared
But not always bad
Before I know it
Irrational jealousy
Flowing through my veins
In the shining sun
A nice change of of scenery
Playing in the park
A second home here
Safely inside the bubble
But can be hell too
When did I become
(Somehow as the years went by)
So apathetic?
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