Scared

I am not scared of you

 

I am just scared of the past,

One that might repeat itself

 

I don’t want to be with someone,

Who’s always hiding their phone

 

I  don’t want to be with someone,

Who talks to you on occasions

 

I don’t want to be with someone,

Who you have to force to be there

 

I don’t want to be with someone,

Who makes you have a grip so hard,

Then they let go but still hold on to torture you

 

I don’t want to be with someone,

Who makes you cry and frown most of the times

 

I am not scared of you,

I just fear a past that might repeat itself,

And I don’t want it to be in you

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