Could’ve kissed my lips and I wouldn’t have cared to share. I wouldn’t have been reminded of such tender moments in my own self. it was such a bad day I wanted you to rescue me. I was holding hands with a boy who felt like a prison sentence I felt cheap and used like a toy and you looked so full of joy that’s why I loved you then and your smile gave you away now. I hate this being so weak I’ve never been the best at speaking or even my mind sometimes I want what’s best for me too I know it’s not you it’s not what you’ve done please put down the gun I’m not ready to be under fire please someone find me the pliers to pull my kives out of my chest my back my face how can my heart ever be replaced will it heal can I survive? This is no category 5 here ahoy captain I can steer sometimes haha yes you know I’m a curvy swirly road with grips and blow in out around through the storm I will be crowned the queen of my castle I dub thee no you shall never take from thee. My heart is in a chest buried five hundred below. The key lies with some random hoe.