It seems things are indicative to
A distinct desire to
Observe such
Heal such
Behave such that makes this hard for me
I’m not real and I deny
I won’t heal unless I cry
I can’t grieve, so I won’t grow
I won’t heal ‘til I let it go
It seems things are indicative to
A distinct desire to
Observe such
Heal such
Behave such that makes this hard for me
I’m not real and I deny
I won’t heal unless I cry
I can’t grieve, so I won’t grow
I won’t heal ‘til I let it go
