I’ve seen hurt firsthand
Watched people crumble
Lost in love, a personal wonderland
Hiding the hurt, sheltering in my bubble
Let it happen once or twice,
Learned my lessons the hard way.
I’ll be damned you caught me in a fool’s paradise,
Gained my wings, and made my breakaway.
I’m flying high,
Riding the excitement, prepared for a downfall.
Looking down on you, funny, you think I’d stop by?
Am I caught up, or moving on after all?
Up in the clouds, tripping over you.
Laughing at the hurt to stop from crying,
I’m enjoying this view,
Fuck you. I’m done suffering in silence.← Back to portfolio