aint sharing..
just getting high on my pain..
look so focused..
but relapsed again..
not even trying to quit..
only co-exist..
probably gona end up..
with a bullet in my brain..
obviously metaphor..
considering my state of mind..
i wouldn't be so sure..

you are not mentioned..
in anybody’s words..
like uttered in my silence..
feelings may never surface..
we are far from perfect..
probably last of a kind..
all the jokes and laughs..
we hide behind..
cant outrun whats lurking..
in our hearts for lifetime..
even if paths are destined to apart..
still you get heart for a heart..
if things dont go as planned..
when you can have whole sky..
dont settle for a land..
dont pull the plug..
i am in too deep..
if you cant catch sleep..
catch a dream..

reality of my reality..
neck deep in dreams..
living in past..
thinkin about future..
present is just in between..
u just hear my silence..
i hear my screams..

reality of my reality..
seeking peace..
done with the god..
own my own..
leaving the scene..
no one watching my back..
this time i know at least..


-MISFIT