A tick on a clock,
And a fallen vail of another affair
My mind melted watching trying to unlock,
I hold my head as if it was to pop off
With every tick my stomach feels sick,
Eyes so weary,
Soul so dreary
This agony,
Caused my heart vessel to stretch, pump and rush to survive.
My mind is upside down,
My room is a ghost town
And i seem to be the clown,
laughter is their fairground
They pick a choose my every move,
And when i disapprove
My sanity they assured me will be removed
Nov 19, 2020
Nov 19, 2020 at 5:48 PM UTC
A tick on a clock,
And a fallen vail of another affair
My mind melted watching trying to unlock,
I hold my head as if it was to pop off
With every tick my stomach feels sick,
Eyes so weary,
Soul so dreary
This agony,
Caused my heart vessel to stretch, pump and rush to survive.
My mind is upside down,
My room is a ghost town
And i seem to be the clown,
laughter is their fairground
They pick a choose my every move,
And when i disapprove
My sanity they assured me will be removed
