Slight Of Pen
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I want you to know that I love you
Although I am not sure that I do
Crush defined, love in mind
I can’t break this news to you
So scared of what you’ll do
Cut me in half
Spill my entrails as I trip over my insides
High as the pain affects my brain
No way to tell, no way in hell
I’m so alone, all by myself
I love you, but you don’t know
Know where to go I sit in my hole
And as you seek a new one to love
I’ll just disappear
No vibes of security
No reason for mental purity
I lost my reason, open hunting season
Attacked by myself, depression of wealth
Into the fray mental astray
Never goes away kill me today
You love again
I’m just your friend