there's something
she holds her face in her hands
and she looks down at the floor.
she’s everything she wanted to be
but no one that she knows
and she loves him more than anyone
but he’s everyone that she hates
she doens’t know him anymore.
she doesn’t know herself anymore.
she doesn’t know much.
she doesn’t know anything.
she just knows that she’s so in love.
she just knows that she wants to be with him forever.
she thinks holding on to him
is like holding on to who she used to be.
and she can’t let him go.
and she can’t let him go.
he just sleeps and she lies there with him
he’s dreaming that she’s dead
he’s waking up in a cold sweat
and she’s sleeping. she’s sleeping. she’s sleeping.
she’s off to find herself
cuz she doesn’t know who she is
and she doesn’t know much anymore.
she doesn’t know who she used to be.
she just thinks that maybe at one time
maybe once she used to be happy.
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i think every poem you wrote is about me: i just dont know who the fuck i am.