I don’t want the responsibility of satisfying everybody.
So excuse me if I failed you already.

I don’t want to help the emotions that bind me to do as I wish.I don’t want to hide if I don’t have to in moments that make me feel alive and steady.

And maybe this obsession is heavy? Maybe it’s meddling and wrong?
Maybe it’s my sing along? Because I need a little hope in my empty pockets and heart.

I want something extra to look forward to than training hard and never making a start.
And this feels a lot like if I’d allowed myself I’d fall in love like what?



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