I know why I fell for you
I know why I'd go to hell for you
I know why I idealize
I know why I agonize
I like you...
because...I'm sick
The more you ignore
The more I adore
I'm demented
I'm warped
who could predict
I like you, because I'm sick
The less you prioritize
The more I fantasize
You keep me waiting
I turn deprecating
To you I'm an inconvenience
To you I'm a pain
But when I'm with you
You make me feel sane.
But you're a mind f---
Don't give a lick
And I like you...
because...I'm sick
You are my disease.
I KNOW WHY I FELL FOR YOU
by
Annaka V Johnson
