And I always feel safer,
laying in someone else's bed.
Whether it be a good friend,
or some romantic interest dickhead.
I never feel too secure,
when I'm laying in my own.
With heart torn asunder
from despair and frights,
I look o'er my head
to the stellar lights who
have for so long shone
down upon me relentlessly
asking,
"When will you learn?"
"When will you be enough for yourself?"
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Written February 20th, 2006
