Which would be me of course
because I gotta be down on myself;
I'm too high up on this fucking horse.
I haven't told someone I wanted to be alone and meant it so much.
And I'm so sorry because I care about my boys
But they're placeholders.
Can't they understand
can't I be by myself
can't I have the love I want?
I guess if I didn't smell like whiskey I'd let you in.
Okay, I accept the fact that my problem has gotten in the way of my social life.
I don't want to go down this road again.
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