I wake up after sleeping the day away
I check to see what you all have to say
A couple of “I miss you”’s in my phone
There’s one that stands out on its own
Well, rather it’s an empty space
I feel the disappointment cover my face
I’m a walking corpse, nothing’s on the inside
Killing off all my feelings like a homicide
I’m breaking down and crying until I’m empty
Crying until there’s no more tears within me
What’s the point of having a trophy case
If you always finish in second place
I never told you but I printed out your pictures
We blended together like a perfect mixture
All our friends loved us being together
I should’ve known it wouldn’t last forever
So I drink in hopes of finally not feeling
But it just pushes my thoughts to the ceiling
Put a fake smile on my face for my mother
Keep a good attitude going for my lil brother
But when I’m on my own behind these walls
I feel the tears drip off my face as they fall
I cry every night like it’s some sort of protocol
I hover over your name whenever I want to call
Feel like laying down on a cooking grenade
Think I know every break up song ever made
People say I’ve changed and they’re right
It’s impossible to keep my eyes closed at night
I never text back and I lose interest quickly
“Forced idleness is a terrible thing” -Stan Lee
I agree with you Stan I just can’t help myself
Loving someone else is just pain in itself
Or just when that person doesn’t feel the same
Every since you left empty is what I’ve became