Breaking I never knew how many things I was breaking Until I stood there with the pieces in my hands, Shaking Replacing Putting things back that weren’t worth facing Running like a rabbit from a dog, I’m racing There’s something about you: Your odd way of phrasing I pick up your words, the way you’re behaving I’m craving You’ve stolen my heart, You’re enslaving Do you understand the way I’m blazing? Don’t want it, but I need your praising My eyes are on fire: My only goal is to be your plaything Is it okay to say that I’m worth saving? My spirit is worth saving But I’m caving I can’t stand what you’re making You’re constructing me from nothing, but still, I’m aching Again, I’m craving It’s the little things you do, your waving From across the room, engraving Your face into my mind, it’s painstaking, Grating, Invigorating, Breathtaking You don’t even know what you’re breaking My spirit is worth saving
This is sort of about a very specific type of obsession I get for people, and how I pull myself out of it No music this time- this piece is deeply personal and I couldn't find any music that really fit the vibe! I found the thumbnail off of google so idk lol tbh I'm posting this rn because I'm distracting myself from really stressing because I just bombed a huge math test and my grade is about to plummet and there's like nothing I can do about that :) so yeah enjoy
