Don't Feel Used
Contemplating in my head wheather to walk away or stay, wheather to feed my curiousity or let it starve,I might be a stranger who is a passenger in a train of momentary lapse, Walking around in circles trying to convince myself that it was just weakness manifesting inside of me, truth be told if I was to go back to that moment again I would still do it again, am deeply drawn by this raging inferno burning inside of you, it is wrong but yet I have no regrets for what I did, so don't feel used

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