When you're looking out and you don't see me. All these empty thoughts, they won't go. They keep repeating. Am I harrowing? Am I too ugly? Can you take me? I will let you down. You are better off alone.
I thought I was safe from harm. Soon you learn to deal with crazy thoughts.
As the days pass on by I have learned to survive and keep myself apart. On you go with your love cuz you don't and I know -- you have proven my point. Still it burns and it hurts to think that -- who I am and what I have become. Do I feel anymore? Is there reason at all?
On the road again going nowhere. It's a metaphor. Gonna hide away. Gonna find a place where I can rest my head and just let go. I think to myself... I think too much. I might die alone. I need a crutch.
A look out the door. With it comes the snow at dusk. They tell me they're hopeful but I'm already there. The truth is I'm tired and the truth is I'm scared.
So I look for the question and I hope for the truth. Every day I get closer. Every day I need you. I want help from you badly. Call the doctor too. Watch me go like a sunset. What is lost is the moon.
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