Why don't you not eat?
Why do you dream when you are not asleep?
Why don't you try a little harder,
Because you're not good enough right now?
You always try to run away,
Knowing that you can't leave.
I wonder is it fun to fall back down,
When you trip over your own feet;
Your own mistakes; disasters;
With your vision distorted from tears no one else sees.
Concrete.
The barriers trap you,
You sit and silently scream
But for you it's much less peaceful,
Than it all seems.
You're suffocating fanaticising about being saved,
Most of the things you like about life are all just
Fake.