Disarray truly strikes my centers

White and dark

Singles and dimes

I could light your dimness however I'm terrified to kick the bucket

Frightened?

More like devastated

At a point I'm so sure

Sure of what I maintain that this should be

And afterward I mess everything up

Thinking what precisely am I doing

Perhaps I shouldn't set rules

Since trust me I generally break them

Pull down my own walls and contemplating whether the individual behind the scene is genuine

I'm terrified

Indeed I'm

Of being harmed

Of the relative multitude of good and terrible things

The things that could go good and bad

In any case, amusingly when I'm with you I don't believe that the second should pass

Do I fall too aimlessly or I simply make myself accessible for advantage

This isn't an inclination

It's nothing similar to that

Simply clear

Void

Outright void

Leaves me inquiring as to whether you'll come over in the event that the world was finishing

It resembles nothing I've at any point felt

Consider the possibility that this isn't correct

Consider the possibility that every one of the walls I've constructed and fell mount facing me

Furious at the waste I at last make them to be

I truly don't need this

I truly don't need love however I'm back to the spot I started and this time nothing is crawling up at me

I went in for it

I put myself in this soil

Also, I truly believe it should end as of now

In any case, another part feels a street has previously been set

Who knows perhaps this affection won't be the typical one I know

With butterflies and chills

What's more, In the event that this one also will battle for me, who am I?

I realize the time isn't correct and my season isn't expected

Consider the possibility that I lay this to the side

With at least some expectations of a friend in need and destiny

A similar destiny I know came through for other people

The thing is I would rather not love however it generally tracks down me in a baffling manner

Out of the blue

It simply gets together around me and warms into my being

Causes me to long for things I need you don't have anything to manage and in the end leaves me in frantic

In affection and sat-naved

Falling and projecting horrible

Content with little shades of dim

 blended feelings

Unflinching pride

Lovely soul with unfulfilled expectations

On the off chance that this is the manner by which I'm intended to be, the last individual to completely snatch me would have been gifted in camouflaged

What's more, assuming the expression is valid

Then, at that point, it will take a man that tracks down my producer to track down me

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