pushed away by the one with bright eyes
taken away by the things i feel inside
inside me theres a place to dwell
but only the ones that feel the darkness in me, the ones i said to “farewell”
thinking about it now i see
that these thoughts and feelings inside of me
dont really fit in with the ones in mind
loneliness and tear filled eyes make the heart blind.
fear of me, fear of life
fear of the things i feel inside
fear of you, fear of this
fear of the things that i might miss
fear of eyes gazing inside
inside me the feeling resides
the feeling turns to dust but i’m still here
the dust becomes more than i can bare.
still cant breath. still cant question
the feeling inside becomes a confession.