Tired, fragile thing,
Attached to destruction,
And you’re lusting after hurt,
Throwing away composure for turbulence,
Why are you after everyone?
Desperate for affection, gathered in masses

You told me the world was coming,
The prophets couldn’t read me like you,
And I saw what I felt but it wasn’t near enough,
And all the opposites occur,
Found myself in the middle,
Without the strength to give this unnerving speech,
Unrequited love, it’s not just me that’s amiss,
I’m catching the fallen hearts,
I don’t want the burden anymore,
I want this to be real, I’m tired of misconceiving how they feel,
Misdirected my way, they come
never too sure who to count in,
it’s too tragic to be true,
but I’ve been fighting to get through to you,
waiting gets so tedious, I’m unaware and it’s ridiculous,
how can it be gone, how can feelings fade,
when mine have stayed so long,
was it ever there,
could you just be scared?
this trilogy of intricacies,
why must I abide,
these incoherent rules,
I’ve been run out and into the ground,
now I won’t be turning back around,
I should have known better than to believe,
Everything happens the way it’s supposed to.