i hate the way he makes me feel..
i try to make him leave..
but i can’t..
he’s coming..
coming into my life and my mind..
never stop..
again and again..
makes me mad..
please..stop..do not play with me..
i’m dying here..
i hate the way he makes me feel..
i try to make him leave..
but i can’t..
he’s coming..
coming into my life and my mind..
never stop..
again and again..
makes me mad..
please..stop..do not play with me..
i’m dying here..