Camila

You tear at my heart, I'm a fool you say, don't need to be so tart, to fly my web, you hold my face, it's all in your head, you’re the first to start, why don’t you stay, instead of carrying on, my security in shreds, you’re poised but wait, to distance yourself, when you’re spinning off, I firmly state, no way there’s the bottle, the psychiatrist said, . emotion’s her blackmail, I stroke her head dress, she smiles but hesitates.