shoto

you’re a star, you shine so bright…

nobody bats an eye when the blood you shed is yours.

show me your thorns and i'll show you hands ready to bleed.

when did you get so comfortable living in someone else's shadow?

ㅤ ㅤ

all my grief says the same thing: this isn't how it's supposed to be. this isn't how it's supposed to be. and the world laughs, holds my hope by the throat and says 'but this is how it is.'