all those thoughts
that I'm ashamed about
spend all day going in
spend all day going out
they overtake me
in the weakest of times
and they leave
a crumbled mess behind
but they don't understand
that they're not
who I am
all those thoughts
I let surround me
all the lives
of all around me
I don't know what's real
i don't know what's false
all I know is
that it's all my fault
my thoughts have the upper hand
but they're not
who I am
all these thoughts
that I let inside
leave me without
a place to hide
but still I fight back
it's all I know how to do
I want to live
a life that's true
maybe it's all just a circumstance
but that don't make me
who I am
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