Call me pathetic

I wait for the tears
But nothing fills my eyes
Except empty space

I wait for a sunrise
But the sky looks away
From me

I wait for their love
But they only shower me
with frustration

I wait to feel something real
But his kisses are forbidden
and I want to run
without hearing footsteps
without feeling their breath on my neck
I wanna reach the surface
but I fell through the cracks again

August is still far away
But the rains have just begun
I'll never see the stars without your silver-bullet gun





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