Actually I, don't like the things I am doing
I feels like doing things you don't interested in
It is just, I don't want you
To grow tired of me
Did you even notice,
That I choose to keep it shut
A lot when you there
But you stay indifferent
Actually I, hope I can pour it
All the water into your palm
Hold all of it in
Even though in the end it is impossible
I, from the beginning,
Am not someone who can say
All explicitly
But you expect me I could
I, in the end,
Stay in my stubborness
And don't even give you a chance
It is after all, my own selfishness
And I want myself away from you
Will someday you able to see it?
It is just I do not care anymore, or maybe I just try to do not care at all
Let the Water Out of Your Fingers
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