I built a house around my broking heart
I keep my story written all over the floor, ceiling chairs and walls some doors will open and others are lock I keep my anger locked in the basement that's where I unleashed the real version of me that I don't want anyone to see the door to my heart I keep that door locked cause Everytime I eat someone in there they disappear leave me by myself and I'm the only one who can blame myself I'm east to fall in love but scared of the pain I never built this house thinking it would solve my problems I built it cause I thought it was safer in here but it ain't cause fear keeps the keys in his hand and now I'm prison to my own house I'm scared to kick him out cause then I have to open the main door and idk if that me talking or the fear....