Hate my body
Hate my face
But I have to live anyways
Deep thoughts rumbling through my mind
Always remind of being behind
I’m not fine
I used to be
I was pretty free
When did I cross the line?
Do I want to behave like this
Or is it her dangerous foreheadkiss
Which is whispering deep down in my head
And makes me cry before sleep in my bed
It’s just you and me
She says
And it’s not only a phrase
She holds me away from being free
Separates me from my friends
And stay happy in the end
