Maybe I should lie just a bit longer,
Hold onto the things that kept me safe.
I’ll just tell myself I’ll feel better tomorrow,
And continue to feel empty today.

I stay huddled inside my mind,
And figure out what’s wrong; What’s right.
I promise I’ll be better tomorrow,
I’m so scared though; Lost my life.

I’m undefined; Still paper to pen,
I’m wondering where this story has gone.
This mask has come,
And I’m wondering where I should be.

I’m wondering why I speak the words I do;
Still picturing a world perfect.
Such a stupid dreamer I am,
My hope still here, no one took it.