Are you even out there in the night?
Somewhere awake
Is this all just some dream of mine?
We’re such good friends in my dreams though
Just in my dreams
It would be kinder for my mind to let me forget
We don’t live with kind minds though, do we?
I don’t know what I was meant to be
Definitely didn’t live up to expectations
Definitely a colossal failure
It’s hard to reconcile with it
Hard to see all the wasted emotions
Scattered
I thought about changing it so getting back farther was easier
But I don’t think that’s the problem
I think I’m the problem
I’m simply not fit for human consumption
We’ve come to this conclusion before
Imagine if I was?
Ah, well, I am me
I’ve been twisted by myself
Because I’ve been by myself
And this is where I find myself over and over again
Here in this silence
I wish the sirens would play
Is there something for me here?
Or is it out there?
Friends
Friends sounds nice
I have friends in my dreams
Can they come out into the daytime please?
I suppose I’m going to them again
The repeatings
I can’t figure out if it’s a game I’m playing
Or if I’m actually doing the searching
If it’s a dream maybe it is both
I don’t know what I’m doing
I don’t know what I’m doing
I don’t know what I’m doing
I don’t suppose that will work any better than asking for help
This world I’m in
Was this really on purpose?
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