How does it feel to lose yourself,
To feel yourself oozing through your pores and pouring into a shell?
These restless nights are deviously common,
My eyes have gone dry, no more bawling.
I lay here and wonder how did I miss the dead end,
Why did I sprint so purposely with no message to send?
These days you feel ashamed of the right, proud of the wrong.
My thoughts race, there's no time to process them,
I don't think they belong..
I swear I try my hardest to make you all proud,
I gave up, it's hard when you feel all alone in a crowd.
These people don't deserve me, you, us.
You and I confide in them and they ruin our non-resilient trust.
When you're alone, who's there to disappointment and vice versa?
Who's there to make you feel small and destroy ya?
Feb 2, 2014
Feb 2, 2014 at 5:01 AM UTC
How does it feel to lose yourself,
To feel yourself oozing through your pores and pouring into a shell?
These restless nights are deviously common,
My eyes have gone dry, no more bawling.
I lay here and wonder how did I miss the dead end,
Why did I sprint so purposely with no message to send?
These days you feel ashamed of the right, proud of the wrong.
My thoughts race, there's no time to process them,
I don't think they belong..
I swear I try my hardest to make you all proud,
I gave up, it's hard when you feel all alone in a crowd.
These people don't deserve me, you, us.
You and I confide in them and they ruin our non-resilient trust.
When you're alone, who's there to disappointment and vice versa?
Who's there to make you feel small and destroy ya?
No one
-d.a
