I have been here many times before
Hurt myself again today
And, the worst part is there's no-one else to blame
Be my friend
Hold me, wrap me up
Unfold me
I am small
and needy
Warm me up
And breathe me
Ouch I have lost myself again
Lost myself and I am nowhere to be found,
Yeah I think that I might break
Lost myself again and I feel unsafe
Be my friend
Hold me, wrap me up
Unfold me
I am small
and needy
Warm me up
And breathe me
Be my friend
Hold me, wrap me up
Unfold me
I am small
and needy
Warm me up
And breathe me
I'm not really a child anymore, but sometimes I still feel very much like one.
A very small, confused child.
Like a 6 or 7 year old lost in a grocery store.
A foolish child.
This song seems to be very fitting for me in different ways and at different times.
I mean, I'm not heartbroken or anything anymore, though in some ways I am still healing from that even, but... I don't even know.
I'm small and needy. But it's one of those things that are hard to express so they're hard to fix.
I don't know. I just don't know.









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Affection...cannot be attained by brute force but instead is drawn out like a poison....
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...emek varsa güzelleşir dünya...
...if there are labor the world is beautiful...
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I care not much for a man's religion whose dog and cat are not the better for it. ~Abraham Lincoln
My Gallery: [link]
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I laugh in the face of danger. Then I hide till it goes away.
nice gallery!
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don't sit on death's doorstep...ring the doorbell and run away..he hates that.
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Why am i here? Can you tell me? >^..^<
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