When I'm looking for a home
With you
I remember
I don't want to live
Anywhere
And it's times like this I realize
When I'm
So good at acting
I forgot how to live
Nothing is real
It's nights like this
When everything I should love
Feels like snow
It should burn
It should hurt
It should be something
To feel
But it's too cold outside
And now it's in
I don't love the child
Who used to love me
Or the family that
Always welcomes me home
I don't know
How to hold my pets
The way I used to
I feel like a robot wearing gloves
And maybe someone will
Sing songs to my
Skeleton
A hundred years from now
I've never made an impact
I've never taken a step
And now it's just a treadmill
Cyclical hell
And I want to lay down
I'm tired
Too tired.
Can you not see it in my face
Etched in my hands
Nobody was surprised
How I've got nothing left
Inside
I am blood and paper
Human and irony
Empty basements
And it's moments like this
I understand
That the pills
They
Don't
Work.
Aug 8, 2017
Aug 8, 2017 at 12:28 AM UTC
When I'm looking for a home
With you
I remember
I don't want to live
Anywhere
And it's times like this I realize
When I'm
So good at acting
I forgot how to live
Nothing is real
It's nights like this
When everything I should love
Feels like snow
It should burn
It should hurt
It should be something
To feel
But it's too cold outside
And now it's in
I don't love the child
Who used to love me
Or the family that
Always welcomes me home
I don't know
How to hold my pets
The way I used to
I feel like a robot wearing gloves
And maybe someone will
Sing songs to my
Skeleton
A hundred years from now
I've never made an impact
I've never taken a step
And now it's just a treadmill
Cyclical hell
And I want to lay down
I'm tired
Too tired.
Can you not see it in my face
Etched in my hands
Nobody was surprised
How I've got nothing left
Inside
I am blood and paper
Human and irony
Empty basements
And it's moments like this
I understand
That the pills
They
Don't
Work.
