Stuck in the cycle of Asking strangers "who i am?" When i don't even give a Damm About their answer
I keep asking myself "Why the f**k do i keep on asking Knowing that I don't fu*king listen?"
I wonder if is it that i am afraid from the failure Or am I just scared to understand and accept Now ,then and again That it isn't as complicated as I make it to be in my head ...
Keep repeating on the same mistakes When i know what is the actual fu*king correct answer is . Why the hell i keep running away from myself?? I know i can run Anywhere But not from my own self acknowledging all that kinda Makes me wanna laugh
And to be honest I know you won't want me to say this right now But I can't for the life of me Truthfully put into words how much U means to me Even then when I thought I didn't care
The childhood that we will never get back The past that you rather to forget I really hope that I will lead you To accept even the worst parts
And to you who keeps on asking strangers I hope that one day you will start to believe Not just to understand that it's only your word&world that can be counted as the real f*cking answer.