What has my life become? It’s a question I ask myself on the daily now Am I doomed to live here forever, Stuck in a house that doesn’t feel like home? Am I going to live a lonely life, No friends in town or love to hold? Everything in my life has lost meaning now I don’t want to be here or there I don’t even want to be in this world most days The depression has clawed its way back, Cementing itself in my life again. I thought I got rid of it, I thought the friends I had helped get rid of it But now I see it more than ever Alone in an old house Alone in a life i don’t want to live anymore I’m here but nowhere at the same time My face is not my face But a mask everyone has become so accustomed to they’ve forgotten who I am inside It’s easy to fake a smile But I’ve faked for so long I don’t know who I am anymore Am I dead or am I living? Am I even here righ...
This is a place for me to post my writings. If you stumble upon it, by all means you are welcome to read. I wanted to start this so I could have a place to post some of my writings and thoughts that go through my mind freely. Most posts are based around artists or songs I listen to; as music is such an important outlet for me. So, enjoy if your here :) -Bri
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