
I know loneliness is a powerful weapon
and that separation is like an anxiety kick
I wish I had the answers to your pain
But being who I am
I can't expect you to understand
That I run from attachment to keep my sanity safe
That I hold my head up even though I'm partly insane
And that everything I do is hold my head off the maze
Because I still feel the haze of all my past experiences
I can't expect you to understand
That when I feel love.
It's like a disastrous panic attack
Slowly evolves from my brain
A third-degree burn that I need to heal from
I use time as a shield to impress
Telling everybody I need time to be
A bad life habit
I need time to heal
Because I still feel the haze from my past experiences
About the Creator
Widj-Gaëlle Norvil
i write em' all with purpose
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