I ain’t no therapist for sure,

my life is in danger why would I rescue yours?

In the middle of the night, you come,

asking for space you left in your life,

For my emotions and harsh words,

Baby, If I wasn’t a paradise,

why do you wanna be with me again?

I am not the moon shedding light,

a girl with so much chaos in her life.

I would rather fade away!

Ain’t no bag you could punch all night,

Won’t take the trash you think I would live in my whole life.

Ain’t no therapist for sure,

go chase somebody more secured.

-Riya Shah

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