"No one's heard a single word I've said
they don't sound as good outside my head..."
Things wilted this time last year
and I swore they wouldn't wilt again
but they are
its nature I suppose
a cycle of sorts
smiles are elusive and it is starting to become apparent to those around me
I do not desire to be that guy
soured and wilted
and through this process I have become callous
a defense I did not see coming
and I do not expect to get anything out of this
I have learned not to expect anything
especially when it pertains to love and admiration
and its like I am floating out to sea
dark and unstable
I am just letting the madness of the tide take me...
I cannot hope for anything more
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