white lies to soften the blow
you ask if you'll see me tomorrow nod my head and say goodnight false hope seems to buy me time say, "goodbye, i'll see you soon" but i know i'm not going to no excuses as to why i'll blame it on my busy life cut open a healing wound cause i don't have patience to see it through they say that time always heals but some scars never disappear ninety four messages unopened sorry that we haven't spoken truth is i'm beside myself small things make me overwhelmed meet me when i'm on the top floor i'll do everything you never asked me for when i jump don't try and save me i'm my own responsibility drowning in an elevated state no middle ground, only hyper-fluctuate i'm down, but i'll see the light again til hope is found, i'll be rapid cycling
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