My best thoughts open doors
While my worse thoughts shut them trapping me inside
Il take the light il take the dark
On cloudy days I beg to be numb
When it does occur
The empty numb feeling swallows me whole
I am quick to cry an ask to feel something more
I do not want to be numb because
My best thoughts open doors
The light pours in and I can feel the rays of the sun kiss my skin