mewithoutyou

after years with a crown on my head, i've grown overfed, unconcerned and comfortably numb.
kept busy indulging in the pleasures of the wealthy
(someone make me afraid of what i’ve become!)

at the first sign of possible sorrow, i turned my heels and ran.
(oh i’ll never learn)
my life is a cup of sugar i’ve borrowed before time began and forgot to return.