I run to my friends with all these fears and they tell me it will be OK. I cant put it into words to tell them how I cant sleep, I cant breath How I lay in my bed everyday and cry... Tears that stream down my face are of mixed emotions, but the truth is I am tired How I wake up every morning with a pounding head and how long I have been popping pain killers.
I keep chasing shadows that I will never catch, In my own highway of dreams I have been letting through people's dreams and never mine. I am tired of society's high bar, the stuff we have to do be accepted to be loved. This is a burden I cannot carry, a cross I can no longer bear. So in this open space I crucify my empty soul. In these empty space i divorce society and life because I cant any more.