hiding in my thoughts
wandering lost in your dreams
can't help but feel like im hanging by a string
holding my breath in the hopes nothing is real
holding back pent up screams
til my lungs feel like they will bust at the seams
some days feel like they will never end
others feel like they cant even begin
dark and dreary seems like the only way
i wish my mind would stop and stay in place
feeling lost is a close hateful friend
hoping ill be found in my wanderings
time to stop thinking and go on instinct
wishing it would all end
I'm lost on my path hoping to find my way