TIME WHEN I NEARLY DIED (phleb.)
Sometimes when I’m alone
I think of all the pressures I feel inside my head
I feel so sick to hear it all, all from you.
I never mean it to happen
It’s just things were out of hand, out of my control
Will you blame me if I tried and failed you once?
You have no right to hurt me this way
You make me so weak inside of me
You have no right to pull me down
Just because I wasn’t your type.
Sorry I didn’t mean it to happen
But I, I want to tell you, so eager to tell you
It’s not my fault.
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