‘Clutter’

Don’t ever expect me to never say I’m right, Made too many mistakes to deserve that despite

The cold dark chill that warms my heart, is bright as thunder and twice as loud as I sit and ponder, empty yet proud.

Don’t ever insist that I’m clever at all, I may be hugely dependable but my reasons are small

The open hand will never resist the chance it takes to be a fist.

I bite my tongue as I stop today turning into a tomorrow that just stands in your way.

Don’t ever push me to say that I’m sorry. It will never mean a thing if it’s filled up with worry. I can’t accept that I’m right when all you are is wrong. Tried biding my time, it just took too long.

Hurt holds your hand as it holds you down, difference being, don’t let it hold you back

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