Reality

Your head on my shoulder

What a fucking cliché

I never, I don't need anyone

I never asked you to stay

I'm not good at love

It will never be enough

And I don't give a fuck

I wish I die alone

I can follow a pattern

Who cares? What fucking matter?

Don't put me in your shelf

I never needed your help

I'm not an edgy person

I'm just tired of all the such much important things to think

While you still depend on him

Your heart stinks

I'm not good at love

It will never be enough

And I don't give a fuck

I wish I die alone

I can follow a pattern

Who cares? What fucking matter?

Don't put me in your shelf

I never needed your-

Your drama is not my drama

Your reality is not mine

You still believe in karma

And I will work until die

Your drama is not my drama (reality)

Your reality is not mine (relative reality)

You still believe in karma (relative, reality)

And I will work until die