Garbage Post 12aa

Riding down the city leaning on a window

Thinking of how fast life can end

No alarm don’t see it coming

This is why I empty my tank or words

Can’t see passing before I say how I feel.


Made mistakes towards actions and people

Had to tell some women how I felt even out of place

Don’t want to meet up later smiling

Saying if you had told me back then

Maybe we would have been together now

Rejection stings even burns deep

Unknown reactions tempt me to be silent but questions attack.


Instead of casting my heart out in the open

Reserved the view for only those I’ve chosen

Only two sets of eyes have my care


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