I'm Done
I'm done.
I'm scared of lonely
and I'm curious to see,
what we might become.
Don't throw your entire
personalty, hopes, and dreams
to me at once.
Just come.
Dress as you are
and do what u feel
cause I'm hopeless
and you're a pill.
I'm done.
I don't wanna be wrong,
but my heart's lied before.
I can't trust my gut,
but I've never trusted boys.
Don't throw your entire
paranoia script at me.
I'm brave in my own way.
No one's standing in my way.
I hate when you stare in my face,
tell me I'm pretty, and don't care what I say.
Dress as you are.
There's no crowd to impress.
I'm a beast to many,
but you're my friend.
I'm done
with strange situationships
and spreading myself thin.
I gave so much to them.
There are pieces of me
all over the fucking city!
Good boys never could tempt me.
A thug stole my heart,
a criminal kissed my lips,
a liar gave me a ring,
I was a maniac for a lunatic,
and clueless for one who gambled and shit.
A thief held me hostage,
a hasbeen gave me affection,
and then he stopped it.
I'm done
with all of the surreal.
I feel unreal.
I'm sick of playing cool
and not saying how I feel.
Do you wanna know the truth?
I can't get enough of you.
Why do I refuse
to put the moon
above you?
It's simple
You thrill me.
I'm done.
I can't be true
to another man.
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