A Tale As Old As Time

Shan’t

I shan’t build hopes that are essentially hopeless

I shan’t cry tears cos’ there’s none to cry about

I shan’t hurt as the hurting’s done

I shan’t, I just

Can't

I can’t light no more of your darkness

I can’t numb the pain that’s no longer there

I can’t hold on when you’ve let go

I can’t, I just

Won’t

I won’t put myself through the torment that’s you.

I won’t try and bring down the walls that can’t come down

I won’t breathe promises that’ll morph into lies

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If only we could mitigate the severity of it all

I marvel at the human race, the complexity of the human mind.

It’s intermittent interest.

How is it possible?

Girl A: “Girl B’s my best friend, but I simply can’t stand her! She thinks her father owns this country. Seriously! AND, she never stops talking bad about simply everyone! Can you believe the nerve of her? I’m not surprised if she talks about me behind my back. I know I would never speak lowly or talk about my close friends behind their backs”

A monstrous consequence, I reckon.

*This post comprises of extremely random thoughts, expressed in odd forms, that have not much relevance to my life. (probably 1am gibberish)