My sloppy mind needs something kind. So where is my hope? you just said “Try” I got this talk.Don't ever fourteen. But my heart will break.I slow it down. I guess.I force my blame to any for was save us. When I was never enough. I'm break me down. So sick being me. I'm break me again. Cause I wrote this on my chest. May not behave. Don't make of worry. I hear is ears be calling “Tiny” I got this talk. Don't ever fourteen. When put up face. I really don't give up. Everything was simple. If I don't take so hard. Already every changed but I repeat think can't move. Now I'm thinking worse. Because may here's in my head.
