The things I go through, being human.
I am tangled in a web of confusion. Stuck with the idea of what should’ve been and what could have been.
When I hear it, my heart aches. Someone who loved so much but was never loved back.
I want to live like this. Trap in a world of reality with infinite possibilities.
Oh, the care free days of whimsical imagination. Turning into airplanes and fighting dragons.
My soul has been tired and sad for so long that it has become numb to know what is happiness.
Drifting as we are, reaching for what we want. Because we are humans.
Sometimes we’re an exception but as I open my eyes and realize, a billion more of me multiplied to thousand feeling how I feel, living like I do behind walls of what society wants to see.
Cause you’re still breathing.
In my head, I am an explorer, living out thousands lives and walking miles of adventure.
Narrow paths of sadness confining my imagination.
Like music dancing in my ears, creeping into my brain you make me feel emotions I can’t describe.