I can't think straight but I need to write this down
To scape from myself and from the things I am
I scream and break my voice to tell you that my love
Is not made of rose petals but from its thorns
I've always been exposed for everyone to see
I can be anyone tho if you applaud me
I pretend I feel complete. I barely know anything
Too scared to be me but anxious to be seen
And I want to write just some words to feel safe
And pay the price to feel ok one more day
But you won't read none of these words
So I'll burn all the letters
To feed from the ashes and move on
