I can clearly see the red lights
But I step down on the gas anyway.

I already foresee what scares me the most.

Falling down into the dark abyss
Reaching my hands out
Cannot get out
Freedom is nearly impossible
When your thoughts are pulling you down
I need your help come see me now
I just need someone to talk this out.

Some people put on a facade just for show.

Can I be the poem, not the poet?

Can't stop thinking about the dead end in this fun roadtrip.

Why do I always see her on a pedestal?
Because maybe she's a work of art
The most beautiful in the gallery
Made by God
A heaven's masterpiece
So mesmerizing that everyone's lining up to see her

Rain pouring down
Making a sound
This time
It wasn't music
It's a noise
I don't want around

You gotta be extra careful for each line you make 'cause there's no setbacks.

How do I break the cycle?
When I can't stop going in circles
I dig deep enough ground
By dragging my feet,
With every step I take
Becomes harder to escape

Drowning, wondering if I can keep swimming against the current.

My brush running through your skin is the closest thing to you I have been.

We begin our day waiting for it to end.
Feels like a deja vu, nothing new.

Sometimes we are afraid to know the truth because we want to believe the lies in our head.

"If I could I'd pull your strings for one more dance but I can't"

She can love someone back the way you love her.

I feel like a bird in the sea flying free,
Then caught by a sudden wave I didn't see.
Is the water rising or am I floating down?
I'm gasping for air but I let myself drown.
As I go under in this deep blue water.

Why the silence speaks the most,
With no single sound
But you hear it so loud.
A way out is hard,
Without a light
To pass in your sight.

In the confusion of my thoughts, I can't even tell what is the truth and what is a lie anymore.

A drink or two we stare on our phones me and you,
Fast forward to the countless shots good memories is what I've got.

The Sun's coming up.
Still, my mind won't stop.

You always dance through my mind,
Thinking what it's like to be with you in reality.

Maybe I'm going crazy.

Because everyday always feel like a daydream while I'm in bed lying.

Gazing up at the ceiling contemplating scenarios that I'm seeing.

Imagines flow like a stream,

And you'll always be a daydream.

As I walk by and accidentally glance at your eyes,
My stomach is filled with butterflies.

You make my knees weak as I'm dying to speak of what I seek.

I can't hold what's inside 'cause it's been here for awhile.

Hope in time our stars will collide 'cause I been dreaming this way for some time.

They say magnets do attract each other. I guess we're the type of magnet that repels each other. We have the same poles, broken in our own ways, and there is always a gap in between.

And never touching.

I heard a little love is better than none.