the comfort of knowing I could get hit by a bus

this is more of a stream of consciousness than anything else

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It's not a rational place
It's a place of fear
It's a feeling ill die
If I stay here

With nothing around
It's a deafening sound
All of my emptiness gets
Far too loud

But then I hear you coming down the street
And it's like you're looking at me
Like hey girl it's your savior
Come over here
Let me get a look at ya

And I'm doing better now
At least in theory
But it's nice to know if I needed you
You could come and hit me

bus,