Scripted Movements

*When you’re crazy about someone but you don’t think they get the hint that they’re all you want no matter what you try to do.*

Won’t you come and rescue me from drowning?

From the time I keep wasting on frowning?

I know real happiness when you’re nearby.

It feels like my heart might finally fly.

Some days it feels like I’m stuck in a cage,

Like my life plays out for you on a stage,

With scripted movements that get me nowhere.

It sometimes feels like I don’t have a prayer.

What do I do if we’re not meant to be?

Who would even try to set my heart free?

It feels like a broken record most nights.

I never realized how much love bites.

It’s a torment I’m sick of living through.

Just turn the key so i can be with you.

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