-mr. brian-

mr. brian

I wanna go back
To what we used to be
What was that?

Staring at you
Eyeing you behind the seats
You sit hunched over
Concentrated in your studies
And I am far away
In another land
Growling at your blindness
To my affections

It takes all that I can
To keep from a tantrum
Rip out my own hair
Maybe even my flesh
Grind my teeth
Stomp my feet
Until I get the attention
I want from you

Oh don't stretch now
You're only pulling at my heart

Look at me please
Before I break down

Just please
Stop me from being tortured
And make it alright
To love another you

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