Living on my own,
Get out of control
Releasing all the pain
Something has to change.
Yes, I always knew it
And was longing for it,
Sometimes you will find
That you’re off the kind.
No more “please, love me”
Better, “ I will love you”
Even if it’s not good,
Sorry to disturb you.
Yes, I always knew it
And was longing for it,
Sometimes you will find
That you’re off the kind.
My love never stops,
Never getting smaller.
Even if you go
I shall not be hollow.
Yes, I always knew it
And was longing for it,
Sometimes you will find
That you’re off the kind.
Living on my own
© Copyright: Елена Викторовна Борисова, 2021
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