I guess
there comes a point where you just have to stop trying
because it hurts to much to hold on
anymore.
♥
Your homework is
to read these pages....
YES! NO
HOMEWORK!
I’ve been
{ housing } all this doubt and
insecurity and
I’ve been locked inside that house all the while
you hold the key
And I’ve been dying to get out and
that might be the death of me
And even though, there’s no way in knowing where
to go, p r o m i s e I’m going
because
I gotta get outta here
I’m stuck inside this |
rut | that I fell into by
mistake
We don't talk enough
>> For
two people with so much to say.<<
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