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No longer have me wrapped around your finger. It’s too late to fix a fucking thing. But will you ever change how you feel? Because I’m feeling forever stranded by myself. In steps a false security. It’s a sense, not a feeling. I’ve been scared since the day you left me. I wait for that day, for the apology. As a kid I cried my self to sleep, longing for what I needed. I was blind to it then. Clear eyes seek revenge. You can’t escape the world that you’ve built for me. I ask myself everyday - Is it worth the wait? Is it worth the pain? Can I control my fate so that I died today? Would you feel the same?
