Sunday, 20 March 2016

Words.

I don't believe in deep conversations. 
I don't believe at pickuplines. 
I don't believe any promises. 
I don't believe for love words. 

People good at lies including me. 
I don't believe anything, I don't know what I feel. 
Am I too naive?
Am I too nice?

Why did I feel I was been taken for granted? 
Why did I feel I don't deserved anything that is lovely?
Why did I feel I won't be loved?
Why I feel so alone even if I do somebody to talk to?
Why am I so emotional?
 
How am I ended up like this?
How did I fall for kids?
How you do it kid?

One-years-old boy took my heart away 
But he don't even talk 
He don't even says to me he loves me
Why did I feel he loves me? 
And now I'm questioning myself, 
I don't need words, any love words to make me feel loved 
I will just feel it that way. 

Fuck all the love song. 
Fuck all the deep conversations. 
I don't need that. 

I don't want any last word anymore. 
I deny to believe it.