quiet quiet

My feelings are just hand me downs 

And they’re being handed around 

Everyone gets a single round 

You may tell the world how much you loved me 

How much you enjoyed my presence around 

Speak of anything but the apologies you never gave me

Try tricking God or the devil, better yet fool me 

Fool me 

I truly dare you to 

My feelings are just hand me downs 

And just yesterday did my momma notice the grey clouds

That were surrounding me after I was out 

They’re always hovering the very potential of my thoughts 

I told you I had demons and reasons on why I was bleeding

Reasons why you’d catch me leaving

Every party we attended early, staying no later than 10 thirty 

I had reasons with no one around to listen 

What’s worse than having words 

Wanting to be heard?