you know how one can hurt when you can t have the one you want like a child in a checkout line like my fear of losing my mind the pursuit is a dead art come off as false and pull back my thoughts your disinterest stays cruel while i aim to keep my cool and then you ll never know it too what i could do for you i ll keep the weak at bay keep on digging til it breaks i ll keep the words you say i ll keep you in mind today free space for all my trash far from cheap it ll never last a square mile vagabond disheveled with time and left in the sun given up on the dead art dried up my idea of fun your disinterest stays true while i lay here far from you i ll keep the day
['5th wave emo']