Inhale oxygen exhale sadness in this room around me.
Inhale you and I exhale this part of me.
This part of me that I just discovered.
Parts of me I didn't know about,
Parts that could feel happy not by chance
But because I have the real deal.
Laughter without pain, like a little child again.
I am dreaming, quietly asleep.
The pain will come back when I wake up,
and I will go back, back to feeling like my smile is an act
And everyone know its but
they know I'm too broken to fix it
So they act as all is well, that everything is sunshine.
But maybe really everyone just feels cold and insane.
Aug 20, 2013
Aug 20, 2013 at 11:02 PM UTC
Inhale oxygen exhale sadness in this room around me.
Inhale you and I exhale this part of me.
This part of me that I just discovered.
Parts of me I didn't know about,
Parts that could feel happy not by chance
But because I have the real deal.
Laughter without pain, like a little child again.
I am dreaming, quietly asleep.
The pain will come back when I wake up,
and I will go back, back to feeling like my smile is an act
And everyone know its but
they know I'm too broken to fix it
So they act as all is well, that everything is sunshine.
But maybe really everyone just feels cold and insane.
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