13

here, we’ll sit in the grass
over my head, the leaves dance
«are you sure?»
no, yeah I like this spot a lot
over my head, the leaves laugh
«it's just dirt»
I woke up feeling anxious
it’s no reflection of you
I’m just confused, unsure, and nervous
I feel entirely removed
But I told them to leave
and they all listened, and went away from me
I like to watch myself burn
it’s so much easier than letting myself learn
Cus I got hurt, so I’ll burn you back
That’s how I work,
I swear I never asked to be this way
Here, I’ll watch the cars pass
while you claim my face
I heard, it’s all about perspective
the timing, the place
a bruise on my neck now doesn’t really mean a thing
I mean, my dad’s just so tired and removed these days
I guess i’t’s funny really,
I shouldn’t be sad about anything
I guess it’s funny really,
I wished for this when I was thirteen
wish I was thirteen