When the sound of my footsteps approach.
You ghost.
Everytime I get close
You ghost.
why you wont take this rose?
You dont.
You always want me at my most
My most.
But when i cry and look to you for hope.
You ghost.
How you expect me to be able
to stay stable?
I want To protect you,
But it’s a label to the fable.
The truth is in how you accept me.
Within the cradle...