Outsider's Perspective
I am a mess
I am a joke
a closet without a lock
a frozen soul
lost within his own time
falling down again and again
Sometimes I feel like I am nothing
like the wind could blow me away
and nobody would notice
I guess it's all my fault
the failures that plauge me
over and over it seems
I'm loosing myself along the way
Never knowing what to say
knowing that I pushed you away
it must have been me
cuz I am just no one
look to the mirror and it fades to grey
What do I have to say
to get my life back from vein
Can you see from my outsiders perspective
just the same as mine
see the shame in this world
know the pain a life can bring
And all these times
that I let my guard down
I ended up alone
looking in at life
So you say you know pain
Well have you been here
have you seen this
did you cry
did you wanna die
did life loose it's meaning
Have you been down to the bottom of a bottle
looking down a barrel
pondering of what causes your life's peril
so
i am a mess
I am a joke
a closet with a broken lock
a frozen soul
that the wind could blow away
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