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but i do not expect you to understand
these feeling are my journey
and they are never planned
these feelings so heavy of anxiety
and my eyes are wet
sometimes from tears
my stomach is on fire
it has been for years
but my eyes do not sleep
they just gently close
they are wide open
and nobody knows
when i sleep
i'm wide awake
haunted my imagery
this i cannot take
i want to sleep
and these feelings to go away
they tell me to keep thinking
it's going to be a good day
my eyes are on fire
and so is my gut
this is my journey
no if, and, or but
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