Not me

I want to sew all the grudges we formed

I want to dig all the holes we formed

I could do it for us

so why'd you deny it?

All was a reasonable fault for both

and yet I chose to fall

keeping you ahead

I fear the denial

and my decision and to be called stupid in the end

I don't fear getting low

I fear getting misunderstood

I don't fear apologizing

I fear their disapproval

We tore the relation

and I chose to sew

They denied

and their ego hampered

I want no grudges with anyone

but they wanted it for entertainment

how could I beg them

to change me from it

how could I beg them

to forgive for the fault I didn't

I have a warm heart

getting cold of anxiety

The anxiety to be a scar to a body

and the scar to form someone's anxiety

I prayed the mature version of the sewage

yet the sewage was like an infant body

to flick around with those acts

I fear me and my steps

I fear me and my words

making me concentrate every moment

am I right or wrong?

I can't I really can't

carry this flaws around

I want flowers not thrones in the relation

I would accept thrones to climb flowers

but I hope the thrones not to leave in the half way

Help me hold it

I will but I won't