when i was young
When I was young I loved playing and especially hid-and-seek
I would hide in the closet (she didn't know, but she was in more ways than one)
but what that little girl didn't know was that he now hides in the closet but not as a game (or theoretically).
The girl who was happy and cheerful who always loved to hide in the closet
Sad, stressed, and crying still hides in the closet but this time it's not for a silly game he hides from the world, and he now is writing this through a blur of tears.
Sometimes I feel her
Sometimes I can feel him
Who are these people
I am the him in reference and I used to be her, trapped in a body that didn't belong to me, but I've no we’ve made it our own.
she is her own being now, and she is proud of me no US, all of us
I love how you make my life interesting
You keep my life going
You keep me safe
Though you don’t understand how life is now you are doing great
You showed my love and well im sorry that you’re stuck with me but it is your fault for favoring me
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