whose side are you on?
what side is this anyway?
put down your sword and crown,
come lay with me on the ground.
because I’m too scared to speak
I have things to say but no words to make you understand.
so much I want to do but I can’t fuction long enough to make this dream a reality.
i have silence. i have daydreams and drugs. nightmares and insomnia. i’ve had too much coffee.
i can’t make up my mind about anything.
sometimes being strong doesn’t always mean being right.
sometimes it means being truthful to the ones we love.
sometimes it means being vulnerable.
and sometimes it means losing… if there’s nothing left to be gained from winning.
i wish you’d stop trying to be so strong.
i don’t mind sitting.
i’m keeping the quiet,
wish you could hear me.
