Feelings
I’m wondering about everything,
What if they tell the truth?
What if it’s all just a game,
It wouldn’t be the first time.
I’m not even sure what I feel,
What I need or what I want,
It’s a big blur in my head,
I need to find a way through.
Maybe I’m not ready to go through it again,
Not sure if I am able to handle it,
Don’t know if I want to fall again,
Not even sure if I feel anything at all.
Everything changes so fast,
I’m not able to handle it,
I just know I don’t want to be
Part of some kind of game.
©Maaike
What if they tell the truth?
What if it’s all just a game,
It wouldn’t be the first time.
I’m not even sure what I feel,
What I need or what I want,
It’s a big blur in my head,
I need to find a way through.
Maybe I’m not ready to go through it again,
Not sure if I am able to handle it,
Don’t know if I want to fall again,
Not even sure if I feel anything at all.
Everything changes so fast,
I’m not able to handle it,
I just know I don’t want to be
Part of some kind of game.
©Maaike
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