I wish I wasn’t so fuck up

A walking paradox

A brain filled of irony

I’ll push your button

And I’ll ask you to love me

I’ll push you away

And ask you to stay

Push me a little

I’ll run away

In hopes

that you are not far behind

But still

I’ll ask you to stay

I’ll ask you to love me

Even if I’m gone

I’m fucked up

I’m a walking disaster

I’m a walking earthquake

Bomb

Grenade

Hurricane

But I’ll ask you to stay

And hold me

And hope

that you still love me

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