I’m so sorry
I can’t tell you how I feel
I don’t want to sound insane
Just let it go,
I’m not opening up to you
I just don’t trust you enough;
not yet
God, I wish I wasn’t this way;
every man makes me angry,
there’s no way to explain my pain
every time you leave it causes me pain
every time you laugh
every time you cry
I’m crazy
I don’t mind you thinking that,
just tell me you don’t hate me after all of that
He's running from himself
No one can even catch up with him,
He tries to please everyone with a smile
The world just throws him the middle finger,
He tries to hold everything together
With his own to hands,
His family is leaving him
He has no one,
He doesn't know when to let go
Ask God to take control,
The world will only chew him up
Spit him out
If only there was a way to help his starved,
Beaten up soul.
If only there was a way to let him know
That his God cares so much about him
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