segunda-feira, 17 de janeiro de 2022

UNTITLED

I miss the life I should’ve had and the one I’ll never have.

No one will ever truly know me

Because I don’t even know myself.


We’re only left with the hand that was dealt

And everything that I ever have felt


Is nothing compared to what I have suffered

And all the courage I’ve ever mustered


Was but a drop of water in a vast sea.

I am not strong. I am not happy. I am not the one.


I am just another face in a crowd 

That you will never see or even notice


I yell out your name but not so loud

I close my eyes and dream that we kiss


I close my eyes as I lay in my hospital bed

I close my eyes and play back all that I’ll miss 


I close my eyes and I think that I’m dead

I open them but I fall asleep again instead…


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