You make me feel so small, I fit into the palm of your hand.
A few more words, and I’ll disintegrate like sand.
There’s not much more that I’ll be able to withstand.
Is making me disappear, what you had planned?
–S.
You make me feel so small, I fit into the palm of your hand.
A few more words, and I’ll disintegrate like sand.
There’s not much more that I’ll be able to withstand.
Is making me disappear, what you had planned?
–S.