Can’t Be More Vulnerable Than This
Poetry for a desperate heart

Always thought about quitting Losing a battle, that I'm encouraged of winning Worst fight in my life I want to be a lover
That's why I fight...
Fighting for success Writing past my best Buying my dad a suburban Buying my dad his first house Quiet until otherwise
All I know is challenges No one to sort things out with me I'm my own management I'm my own team I put myself on the bench Only when I go to sleep Weed, coffee and pills Around halftime
Mess around with one girl Dedicated to some sort of future girl I'm only passing time. I'm only getting older. Twenty-Eight next month I hate it. I'm only getting older And I still haven't lived I still haven't found a beauty That doesn't cost Self esteem underneath my shoes I want you to name your price I know I'll have to buy your company as well When the time comes
*Can't Be More Vulnerable Than This ~ Sakari*






