Look at the time
Does it mean something?
Because it’s still the same time that I always cry but don’t know why
What could make you feel this way inside?
I tried to call in the middle of the night
but you didn’t pick up at all, so I drifted off in silence
A dark place so familiar, like this floor
Maybe something’s wrong with me, or am I just bipolar?
I think if you knew the truth
The darkest part of who I really am
No one would stay
Will I always scare everyone away?
Save for a strange attraction, with a quite peculiar taste
I’ve got a problem, that much is for sure
I lost my smile someplace I can’t remember
Everyone knows it
But who knows how twisted it really is
I can’t take the pressure
Of having to keep it together
I cut my hair off with scissors today
Anything to try and bring any change
When this book is the only person I speak to anymore
Holding my secrets in silence, opening locked doors
why am I so afraid of love?
I feel inadequate as your eyes ever wander on
As you will me- will I be; the only one you’ll want, the only one you’ll hold
Or will I always be alone, if I can’t fit your fantasy’s mold?
Is it even possible?
Would a kiss hold your attention?
or is this love just an invention?
Shame that there are no such fairytales
In the way they fill children’s heads
I know I’ll be alone in the end
or live in a fake fantasy instead
So maybe we can play pretend, maybe just for a moment?