On the inside I was hoping for disaster. With our anchors crossed our ships sank faster.
The queen of deception or a victim of misconception.
I took some time to go and figure things out bu my hear is haunted by what I call self doubt.
I blame myself.
You said I had a way with words, but did you know they'd sweep you into an ocean of girls?
Ones who followed my mother's lies when they said,"the sky would clear up if you just held up your head."
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