Wrong

What's wrong with being wrong every time I try to do the right things
What's wrong with what's going on, there's a lot going on in my head
Run over by my train of thought
Cause I think a lot about everything that's wrong
Everyone agrees that's what's wrong with me

Sweetheart, can you fix me please

I can't go away
And you come and go, like seasons
Persephone, stay with me when the world's cruel and cold

I am here to stay
Cause I know this time's worth the wait
Oh Persephone, stay with me when the leaves fall and fold

Clean the clutter, tame the beast
Love me when I love me least
Loosen my skin, let me breathe
Promise me you'll never leave

Let the leaves fall, let the leaves fall
Leave, and let the lovers cry, and let the losers dry their eyes

This little task, is a lot to ask, and I know its wrong
But is it so wrong
Are my feelings wrong?

Is my heart not supposed to skip beats
Is that not healthy?
Should I not have flushing cheeks
Does that make me sick?
Should I not need to be fixed
Will it kill me to be wrong?

I can't go away
And you come and go, like seasons
Persephone, stay with me when the world's cruel and cold

I am here to stay
Cause I know this time's worth the wait
Oh Persephone, stay with me when the leaves fall and I am told to leave you in the cold

Clean the clutter, tame the beast
Love me when I love me least
Loosen my skin, let me breathe
Promise me you'll never leave

Maybe you're not supposed to fix me
But I don't think you're supposed to let me go
Maybe I'm wrong, and it kills me
Maybe the train will take me home
Cause I think I like you Persephone
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(If you get the meme, ily)

You might think this should've been called persephone, but apparently theres a song called that already, and I'm not writing about the persephone from the myth. It's a nickname, and I'm just using her story from the myth as a metaphor for leaving and coming back. Also, because I love spring and summer and fall and winter are when that seasonal depression hits 😬

Fr tho, everything just dies, and it's cold, and it rarely snows, and outside just looks brown and muddy greens. The only good thing is the holidays.

Anyways, I wrote this today when I was having issues connecting to class and during some of math class (I still learned everything, just need to do some work)

And I really like how this one turned out, I really liked writing it

Please tell me what you think, I don't mind criticism.

Later, have a good day :)

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