For all the girls that have interest in me.
Please forget me. Just go home. I'm breaking bones
Over roaming free, empty, and
with nowhere to go.
Who wants a boy sad and hurt from you missing your call back?
I am not wanted when you are not around. I hate
myself and I
can't help it. Because I don't know how to call it a night, I love you
and can't help it.
I walk to have a hold
on this. Someone please help me.
I walk along silent roads trying to figure out how to figure this all
out. Those times of
trying too hard to have it all under control, all
understood, where nothing makes any sense. I am the ghost
lingering on behind in
time past, and there's nothing for me.
I want to have a hold on this. Someone please help me.
(These are quick romances that
are adding up kills.)