St. Meave
Wallow
I wallow,‬
‪Until my heart feels sore,‬
‪My eyes continue to pour,‬
‪I wallow in problems instead of fixing them,‬
‪Because I’m too scared to change them,‬
‪I’m scared of being happy,‬
‪Because it’s so easy to fall back down to being lonely,‬
‪I smile, but it doesn’t mean I haven’t been feeling sad for a while,‬
‪It Feels like I’ve been carrying extra baggage, ‬
‪I’m scared of my own shadow,‬
I’ve forgotten which emotion I’m supposed to show
I feel low
I wallow in it
Because I know I can’t fix it
So I don’t bother,
But I do wonder if I tried harder I could be happier
My happinеss is shallow
And my heart feels slow
I want to let go
I wallow in my sorrow
Becausе I’m scared of letting go,
Of everything that I know