I Write As a Form of Therapy
I just needed someone to lean on, but it never seems like there is a good time to crumble.
People need me to be strong. There is nowhere I can go.
All those who promised to be there for me are never there when I need them to be.
Empty promises.
People need me to be strong. There is nowhere I can go.
All those who promised to be there for me are never there when I need them to be.
Empty promises.