Damaged

So tell me How am I supposed to breathe with no air It feels like someone stole my lungs It feels like I'm drowning in fire Even my tears burn

I'm a mess A perfect tragedy A blemish

It feels like I was only placed on this earth For the bad Hello my name is reckless My specialty is destruction And my orientation is damage

When will I ever be good enough.

Messagesfromaflower
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