Hey it's me nora
Trying, repairing
The friendship that has been tearing
Am fearing, that you might dislike
Me now,

My stupid feeling
has me lost again
Such pain to love and stay in the same lane,

My heart gains a next scar
That will remain forever,
My fame is unrequited love
Fits flawlessly right
I wish every time lay in my bed
I don't dream you,
Seems you are my drug

No one to blame but me
With my lame ass appearance,
My pocket looks like
The open field,
Yet I yield to love.


© weking