March 28, 2022

There is something hollow

Almost shallow, but still hollow  

Driving me insane 

Can't bear myself, nearly mad 

Trying to get out on my own,

But I suppose it doesn't work

that way, nop it won't

And I'm stuck with writing dumb lyrics 

In my book of dumb secrets 

Thinking about all that I couldn't do 

Swearing that I'll never get out of bed 

That I'll die alone 

that nothing, for me, will ever do 

Wishing someone would hold my hand 

But I'm out of hope 

I've heard many things about myself even I didn't know 

The soul keeps crying inside of me 

Simple, yet so complex 

Its like eternity burst in a nutshell 

And I just really don't wanna be me

I keep wasting time chasing 

Something that I cannot even dream 

I'm so wrecked, so broken 

That's what I believe

 

Drains down to one point, I guess 

I'm out, I'm lost, I'm a mess 

Maybe, just maybe, there's something good  out there 

But I shut down that idea before it gets to my head