In this room i lay awake lost in my own mind
staring at the ceiling watching time go sec by sec
i feel like I'm the only one up tip toe around in my room feeling more alone than yesterday more lost than yesterday you'd think having time alone fixes yourself but it don't it lingers hold scratches whatever it gets it hands on take every ounce of happiness every sound is like a roar of life but yet just me Lil old me sees and hears this only me the only eyes to be open only ears to hear the dead night it more your soul dead but it sad i like this cold lonely place I'm use to this I'm use to be a no one another lost soul another lost cause another child gone wrong it so sad i think of all this shit its my dark shadows that hunt my night but carry's into the day time theirs no running no hiding no forgetting more like getting use to adaption to this shadows but its my dark shadows...........
