I had fallen
The fear, the loneliness
The minor chords that had always made me cry
The pain of disappointment after disappointment
And everything under your spotlight, under your opinion
I'm tired of romanticizing all the times my confidence was stabbed
That they threw my love in the trash
I was tucked by the night
Who became my best companion, my best friend
The only one who listened to me without judging
Without wanting anything in return
Because I had alrеady sold too much
You don't know me
You don't know shit about me
I'm not a shooting star
- وجود.
- دوشنبه ۱۴ خرداد ۰۳
