I never thought my life, as simple as it has always been,
could ever become as complicated (at least through my eyes) as it currently is.
You're slowly killing me
And I wish it wasn't true.
I really do.
But it seems like
I'm so into you?
Everything seems to hurt. It all seems to worry.
Though about 99% of me feels like theres no hope at all
Concidering my life doesn't consist of much need for hope.
That small 1% is still stuck in the back of my mind.
Wondering if a time of day will ever arrive.
For it to be released.
For it to run wild.
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