I know you are real.
They try to convince me otherwise
Telling me your presence is only surreal
And I'm "overthinking"
I let them know I can feel you
I'd say you are like a dark cloud hovering around my room.
But vapour is light.
And you,
You feel more like a boulder.
Descending on me and bringing about my doom.
As I sit across from you on my wooden stool.
Tears start crawling out of my eyes
tick, tock this has now become a bawl
a minute passes by and I am drowning in an ocean of woe.
Help me , Help me , I am drowning in a ocean woe
Brought upon me by you.
Jun 5, 2022
Jun 5, 2022 at 2:18 PM UTC
I know you are real.
They try to convince me otherwise
Telling me your presence is only surreal
And I'm "overthinking"
I let them know I can feel you
I'd say you are like a dark cloud hovering around my room.
But vapour is light.
And you,
You feel more like a boulder.
Descending on me and bringing about my doom.
As I sit across from you on my wooden stool.
Tears start crawling out of my eyes
tick, tock this has now become a bawl
a minute passes by and I am drowning in an ocean of woe.
Help me , Help me , I am drowning in a ocean woe
Brought upon me by you.
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