There's a fucking half smile on every stranger
And It makes me sick with jealousy
Of everyone who sees your lips
without fixating like this
I develop fear just like an allergy
Listening to songs about hope
And hating myself for apathy
There's a look on everyone around me
And it tells me I'm crashing
There's a book open in front of me
But every word I read is you
Every word is you
I'm holding fear just like photography
Snapshots of doubt
I just can't throw away
I'll keep thinking poison
Sketching fear with ink
A tattoo made of shades
To let you get some sleep
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