Stuck in this middle ground
With senses never heard about
Not knowing how to express
All that needs to be said
Being guided by an emptiness
Like I'm the ******* walking dead
People seem to like me
Without knowing what's behind my eyes
But things aren't fine, how can they be
I don't know why I am this shy
I can't fake it anymore
I've had enough, who is taking score
Doesn't matter, I've likely lost
This happy feeling I once sought.