Untitled, i will be waiting for the world to hear my song, so they can tell me i was wrong, but they weren't there beneath your stare and they weren't stripped 'til they were bare of any bindings from the world outside that room.

i will be waiting for the world to hear my song, so they can tell me i was wrong, but they weren’t there beneath your stare and they weren’t stripped ‘til they were bare of any bindings from the world outside that room.

(via scatterhearted)