D e s p e r a t e . . . . Desperate to be stingy with something that isn't hers. Desperate to taste that wonderful feeling. Desperate for any excuse to be set free, to be a newer version of herself. Desperate for love, for affection.... sounding so desperate.
The withdrawals are enough to kill, they make her body ache and yearn, making her feel so fragile, so brittle. Fingernails pulls across her own skin, touching the places where memories hid, oh she feels just so desperate.
She tries to accept it, knows the reason why she can't have it. But then why is she so desperate? Nothing can satisfy this appetite, this hunger thats been teased with tiny tastes of a perfection. She weighs her options over and over, only seeing the one that she knows works and she feels so desperate.
The days can't move fast enough, the nights last way too long, she pleads with a foreign God, forgive her for being so desperate. She just doesn't know what to do to help it, just feeling so desperate.....
Brought on by Love Song by Rihanna featuring Future
