xo

[builtgodnowwhat]

I can't have the whole world,
I can't have my dreams.
I can't go anywhere
Because I don't have a home.
Once it's taken away, it's gone.
Once you lose hope, you become the hopeless.
There is no such thing as having everything,
for I experienced that.
I keep my jealously close,
with every bit making me sick and twist.
I like to think my dwelling thoughts are right
because they have yet to prove me wrong.
So be it if they're right.
I was told I'm allowed to feel these emotions,
but I fear I felt them too much.
I can't tell if I'm mad at myself,
or I'm upset that I'm something that I'm not.
My emotions are just colliding cars,
making a big impact.
I'm trying to leave my feelings,
for I don't want to be stuck.
I don't want to be on the sidelines.


Ik haat het feit dat ik je nog
steeds leuk vind,
maar ik haat het feit dat ik je nog steeds
wil.
Het spijt me dat ik niet kan zijn wat je nodig hebt.