Heart so cold I don’t feel at home Walls around me crash on me And I can’t even smile with my heart
Trying to be happy being alone Trying to be positive with what I have Trying to be content with the life I live Constantly feeling like it’s not mine that I’m living Like I’m not living up to my best
we're supposed to feel adequate for at least one other person on this planet right? but it has to start with ourselves, we have to be able to tell ourselves we're well enough alone. but i don't feel like that's possible for me. there's nothing out there in the universe that could fill me up more than filling someone else up with all my love. but i guess that's dangerous too, if i don't save some for myself.