go to bed.
you can do this.
you dont need any of that,
done it before
with no help
so do it again
after all
no ones gonna stick around
long enough to see how you make it
anyway
and they all just think youre
fucked up
to begin with.
those starry eyes
are only shining on what
theyve got
reflecting off you
and when
the lights go out they
only dream of themselves
get it together girl
you aint that
spectacular
you got a loud voice
and loud ideas
tend to cover everything
you dont really know
which is a lot
all that uncertainty
makes others
unsure
gotta knack for making things
heavy too soon
and you talk about dying
like you wish
it was your last day on earth
hoping somebody knew
all you wanted was
everything
all you expected was
nothing
and the space between them
was a void
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