Sometimes you just wake up in the middle of the night, with thoughts swirling around you. You have nowhere to go, none to talk to, so you write them down, not much meaning to it but the words differ, means and stays true. This one is a such, defines none..
It's okay to be sad, Look back and cry. stay blank and be lonely, Do whatever I feel is right. It's not the regret I face, It's the burden, you wont understand, For, you are too much of a child, and there's not much to tell. Ignorant, and buried I keep these, The reasons and the situations. Sometimes it comes back on, Without any warnings, and self treason. That's when it's necessary, To act, to behave normal, 'cause you won't understand what's inside, And what's outside, apart from my reasons. Life's just a play, For some it's just a pass, While for others it just lasts, For me, it just never seems to end. Blink that eye, I wont lie, and please cease my existence, As I want to fly high.