speak or cry
5:12 am.
a room full of awaiting girls looking at me,
waiting for me to open up, to say something
personal. anything.
"you're sure you don't want to tell us something?
we'll try to understand you" they said.
i look down at my hands, without even knowing
what they want to hear from me.
my eyes full with tears, the words choking me
slowly...
a room full of awaiting girls looking at me,
waiting for me to open up, to say something
personal. anything.
"you're sure you don't want to tell us something?
we'll try to understand you" they said.
i look down at my hands, without even knowing
what they want to hear from me.
my eyes full with tears, the words choking me
slowly...