the way it is these days
i feel tired all the time
most after a good nights sleep

donno where im going
or where ive been
but still i work hard
to be someone who i dont know

miss my friends from the past
moreso since they werent the best
these days i just
pick the ones i need

miss being in love..
or knowing what it is
something pure inside of me
dissolves everyday

times running fast
and too slow sometimes
but im never in step
never in line

listenin to a few good songs
thinking they talk abt me
and then hate em for that
for tying me to themselves

i wonder wats its like in bliss
or hows it is doing the right thing
over and over again
cos i struggle
even doing the wrong things wrong

i wonder if im lonely
or just part of everyone around me
but im pretty sure
there is no me
there is no me