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• GROWING UP

I’ve got my head buried in the sand, as I questioned myself if it’s folly that has left me in this sorry mess. Maybe it’s the fear of never letting go or the fear that these feelings would be left untold.

Most nights I can’t fall asleep. It’s horrid how I only find solace in my dreams but in this life I loathe, I guess it’s safe to say I’ve already died inside.

Now please, tell me where you draw the line. You only blame me for the heartbreaks and the wasted time, and these feelings – they’re constantly dwelling in these hollow shell of mine.

We search for comfort whereby most of which we do not find. I’m writing songs about my problems but I never get the endings right.

16, 17, 18, 19 – We all grow up. We all grow up. I’ve learnt that wisdom doesn’t come with age, it comes with mistakes we swore we’d never make.

20, 21, 22, 23 – We’ve all messed up. We’ve all messed up. I think it’s best you keep your distance and stay away from me cause I’ve never moved on.

Now I feel so sorry for myself.

Time stood still at least to myself and it scares me how I still awake and cry for help.

So won’t you stick around and watch me drown?

Round and round in circles we will find ourselves here again, tell me this is how it ends.

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