Catharsis Old Gray

And like two birds of the same feather, i was reluctant to let you go. i know it's hard to fly with clipped and bloodied wings, believe me when i say that i've tried. you remind me of why i hate myself: you're everything i'm not, i hate myself because i wish i was

I've built my own nest far from here in the hope that i'd remain safe. but now i'm all alone i'm left wondering what do i do next?