I get it
I'm invisible...

Shadows in the corners
Their watching me...

Are you proud of me?
Please tell me that you are...

I'm drowning without water
Every gasp I take makes me more...

Struggling to stay on board
Hanging on to what we have...

Two people sit on a bench
Separated by more than whats...

A weathered bear,
Faded...

You turn around,
To look behind...

Hassled out of bed
By an inanimate object...

I write
But wouldn't call myself a writer...

Tears soil the ground
Leaving behind your fears...

People race past me
As if I'm in the fast lane...