Alistair

It’s never what you think it is, it isn’t
It’s always what you think it’s not, it is
I see you but you don’t exist, I do
I love you but don’t love myself, it’s true
It never tastes as good as it should, I know
I never know how big the thing can grow
I chop it down before it sprouts a leaf
Cause one less thing, just one less is relief
It’s never what it should have been , this life
Its always what you neglect to see that’s right
I hurt you and I feel it too, so deep
I hate you but without you I can’t sleep…

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