Post it babe

My eyes are sore,

I’m so tired of crying.

So sick of this,

So sick of me.

’Cause I’m the only one to blame,

No one but me.

I gave second chances,

I tried to fix things.

I wanted to take care of bonds,

But I was also a dreamer.

Maybe I shouldn’t blame myself for being a dreamer,

Because what is made with love

Brings love back

Or at least that's what I want to believe,

So this won’t be so painful...