Swollen

Paper Plane Pilots

I often forget that my
life is my own

to do with as I please

And all of the people
watching either have
nothing better to do or
they care enough
to notice

But in the end it’s your
decision. Whether or not
you want to up and leave

Suffocate or breathe

When you add it all up
what’s it all worth?

What’s worth worth?

Send me all of your troubles
and I’ll set you free.

There’s always room in my
swollen heart for
one more.

View original post

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s