wish I knew still don’t know what to do
so I think of your eyes
don’t know how to be anyone but me
can’t wear an oversized disguise
every thing's gone and I am not the pawn
in someone’s foolish game
I can’t find the place where I don’t see your face
some thing's not right I am not the same
as all the rest and I don’t claim to be best
but different in some kind of way
just take a look through the words in the book
escape with the writer for today
no promise I bring
don’t expect anything
smiling when hearing the voice
never been mad
though sometimes gets sad
wouldn’t if given the choice
what they want
past will never haunt
dreams of what’s yet to be
some life unseen
a place so serene
don’t know if we’ll ever see
dreams coming true
who knew what to do
in a situation stuck in the head
don’t want to wake up
mistakes must makes up
for now resting here in bed. . .
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