Alone in my room lost in my thoughts lost in
space
Feeling like something of a stranger with a blurry face
Love is a strange kind of happiness coming in many forms
of pain
Alot of it isn't physical but mostly laying in the membrane
Like a ship at sea with no anchor or hands on the wheel
My whole life a nightmare I don't know what's real
Because this grey cloud constantly following me feels like it won't go away
Broken on the inside but on the outside everything looks
okay
Wearing my heart on my sleeve caused some cuts and to be
bruised
Either that or its always being refused sometimes goes
unused
Feels like love is always walking through the rain
Doing anything to numb the pain, feeling like a runaway
train
©droneking
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