I tend to try and stay away from people
Spend hours in the bathroom smoking chimney smoke
Safe behind the door of my apartment, views of mountains, and city life
Pressed between something I had and something I have gained
Confused in which way I should see

Maybe one day it will all work itself out
Life might just figure out the kinks on its own
Empty all the ashtrays and the empty broken homes

I am letting life pass by
Watching it go, from the window
Letting myself dye in isolation
Cowering from the things I could eventually know

The water is cold and the sky is dark
I have managed to escape the life I had feared
And built up brick walls