Another night
crying, not being able to breath
afraid of losing you
seeing you walking away
without a goodbye

How many more nights like this do i have to face?

Another night
thinking about why you're still with me
just trying to be good enough
wondering if you'll stay
when you have seen me at my worst

Are those nights ever going to end?

Another night
hoping we'll make it
till the end
without killing ourselfs
by trying to save each other

Do you really think those nights are the worst?

Another night
imagining you besides me
falling asleep in your arms
maybe even kiss you goodnight
hoping you love me like i love you

Tell me when these nights will end and everything will be real.

I climb onto the bus
5 days of rain.
I have no destination
but I think I will enjoy the ride.
the water distorts the windows
like peering through old, warped glass.
I am running away
from my life
the people I know
to find a new
place
state of mind
job
person
life
I don't know what I want.
one of those, I think.
I don't know the purpose.
I sink farther into my seat.
I am unstable, like a table with three legs.
buses do not feel emotions.
I am a bus.

We live in a perception of a wonderful world,
only to get ****** by reality.

When is sanity reality
sanity is what people really want you to be
but insanity is when you fight with the person people want you to be
So what is the better one to be.

For you alone
you
choose how you want to be.