Crushed
I keep grasping for those mirages A person I fell in love with, but never held They don't exist You're not them You stare at me like no one's upstairs Insecure soul that I have to handle with gloves I want to tear those guantlets and scream as loud as I can Oh, are you scared? I'm exhausted, support yourself Constantly holding you up, the weight is too heavy I'll be crushed underneath
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