Do What You Gotta Do

By Tia   

Girl, that party wont heal that pain
Because that shot's gonna come with a sting.

Giving my heart didn't come with a ring.

That vacay won't take away the reality,
and all this thinking pushes me closer to insanity

I write, because organizing my thoughts helps me feel
like I have it all together, kind of.
But that's ok, because isn't that what we live for?
Those moment's that just make us feel good

I understand you're just looking for an outlet.

So by all means, go to that party if it helps
But, it won't heal.

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