I give a FUCK.
Actually.. I give too many Fucks.
A dangerous amount actually
more than I should,
more than is safe.
too much love
too much access
to a heart that should've learned restraint by now.
I hand out pieces of my soul
like loose change
to people who only came
for the convenience of warmth.
I am rich in feelings but bankrupt in boundaries..
I spend my heart lyk dirty cash -
fast , reckless with no guarantee of return.
This generation worships detachment
Dry Texts.
Half Love.
Temporary ppl pretending to be permanent.
And Me ?
I bleed sincerity so hard.
It looks pathetic to ppl
who only know how to feel in moderation.
" Be less emotional, " they say.
Detached ??
I fucking wish.
But I was built with too much softness
for a world that celebrate numbness.
So basically,
I am a prostitute of feelings
Still
I keep loving.
Like a fool.
Like a prayer.
Like it won't destroy me one day.