Born alone and I’ll die alone.
Pulled out as a single,
wishing I was a twin.
Unable to focus alone,
my life will never be complete.
Drugs and alcohol convince me,
that I’m not alone.
Until I wake up and realise
I am truly, and will always be
Alone.
Tag: loveme
Before
Travelling meant so much
Travelling meant so little
A backpack and a bodged head lamp
Unwilling security and duty free baccy
Pissed before take off
I was neva gonna win
Landing in this familiar town
Let me show you around
Each time I fly
I fly, I fly further
Losing grip on the real world
But to be honest
What’s real?
Unattainable
I promise I will be good.
Enough 