Sunday, October 28, 2018

Don't Want

I don't wanna sleep 'cause I hate my dreams
I don't wanna speak 'cause I'm filled with screams
I don't wanna breathe 'cause it's all too much
I don't wanna feel 'cause I'll break to touch

I don't wanna be shot down again
No, I don't wanna be locked out again
No, I don't wanna lose another friend
Right now I don't wanna be who I am


Thursday, October 18, 2018

The Tourist

I’m a bored and boring tourist inside my own body
I’m so sick of the same old sights and traveling alone
I can’t speak the language and the food here makes me nauseous 
I’m done with this prolonged vacation, when can I go home

I’m the new kid in my head
Nobody here will be my friend
I sit alone at lunch and cry 
Got another detention, not sure why

All my regrets ring out like thunder
I want to hurt myself so bad they have to put me under
But I can’t let anyone else in 
Or they might lock me up again




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