confusion

i thought i liked this

being alone

liking a different one 

but because of my confusing self

i'm not allowed to

taste your lips

i'm not allowed to

hold you for what 

feels like forever

but i can still touch you 

and smell you

yuo're safe

and you're trustworthy

but i don't know what i want 

becayse all i feel is confusion

about you

and about this girl

sitting infront of me right now

holding me hostage

with nothing to give

i don't even know her name

i don't even know my head

i don't know what i want 

or even need 

maybe just some water

will you get me some?

wake me up?

let me come home

and dont get mad

if one day, i'm gone

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