I lay in my bed
Staring at the ceiling
I'm trying to sort through
All my feelings
I want you to stay
But I want you to go
I love you
But I don't want you to know
I tried to tell you
But you just laughed
Like I was joking
And the feelings inside
Build up
Making me feel like I am choking
I don't know what to do
With all these feelings
So I lay here in my bed
Staring at the ceiling.
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