Surely there is more then this?
More then a dead end job
With a boss that I despise
More then counting calories
And stressing about the size of my thighs
More then stupid fall outs
With people for whom I no longer care
More then looking out the window
Dreaming i was else where
More then being jealous of others
For what that have and what I lack
More then having to plan my life
No time to relax as my dairy is jammed packed
Surely there is more then this?
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Is this it. Is this all.
I donβt have a life anymore My life is just one big bore Just studying and working The most exciting part of my day is burping From the Coke that I drink to keep myself awake So what if I made a...
If someone asked for my story, Would I have one. Would it be like everyone else.
Butterflies flutter, Fly high I sit here and I cry. If only I had wings, I could take off to better things. But no, I sit here and I see, I don't know who is 'me'.
A hollow kiss on these fake lips Vacant hands on your fake hips An empty stare into your fake soul Fake dreams and fake goals Relying on that fake touch For no words, you fake much Laying alone...
The line between dreams and reality. Blurs everyday. I don't know what's real anymore. These eyes have seen too much. I don't go a day without. Questioning. Who I am. And what do I stand for.
The tide is turning The sand is drying My mind is swirling My heart is crying It's all too late Who am I. What do I want. What can I do.
The line between dreams and reality. Blurs everyday. These eyes have seen too much. And I don't know what's real anymore. I don't go a day without. Questioning. Who I am. And what do I stand for.
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