Garbage Post: Detour Result 

Settled down, I can think about what I want 

Warning signs,  packed securely entering via boat

I wonder if I love more than I’ll ever get

Scared deeply, wondering if I’m the only one needing love every second 

Pretty words but I don’t feel hands longing for my skin

Before I surrender my life I’ll think again 

Gotta make sure it’s understood how much I need to be wanted 

I don’t have much time left, I don’t have time to waste

All or leave me alone, all or I’ll reclaim my space. 

Who’s the scared one here, it’s me. 

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