planted a shovel on the ground
a scoop at a time, I like that sound
dug my own grave
living a life so safe
searching for an empty space
with tears streaming down my face
a place I can rest my wavering soul
this world is too cold

need people that don't need me
keep thinking "where is she?"
I can't convince myself to settle
and I keep dropping petals
they appear and say hello
they are truly mellow
I convince them I'm ok too easily
I smile like this too freely

this song is on repeat
my heart syncs this beat
to dance and weep is difficult
I won't stop though, it would insult
head butting makes it light
I'll do this all night
but dancing alone is rough
but I can smile tough
besides my hands are well held
two pockets below my belt

I'd pin you to a wall
my kiss would make time stall
your eyes would moan with every kiss
your smile could bring me such peace
your belly would never rest
your butterflies would be a fest
the nights would be romantic
naughty and so dramatic
the mornings would be the best
no sleep yet so much rest
eating food would be an adventure
could end in a hazard lecture
friend would turn to enemy
then friend to our family
all in good time
exciting like a crime
yet
I can't seem to get past hello
my daydreams remain hollow

loosing grip on reality
I can't seem to get clarity
want to stay dreaming
where my life is teeming
lucidity has gotten difficult
I can't seem to adult
I still have faith
while in the morning I bathe

the day will pass by
I am a busy guy
lots of distractions from you
no time to stay blue
but your face was burned there
even when I don't stare
everywhere I look
until I retire to my nook
then things get really bad
I laugh, it's way too sad

my pillow shrinks at every hug
my grasp might be too snug
my chest hollows when you are missing
the pain feels like its hissing
a shot to my head when you don't reply
every sound distracts my eye
I lied about having faith
I remember it when I bathe
but I am trying
while I'm crying
can't promise I will succeed
I continue to plead
with a convincing smile I look at you
but you have no clue
some of me will die soon
in me will be a large dune
if not all
I will fall
it seems I've dug my own grave
living a life so safe