The way I feel has sunk beneath layers of forgotten years
Grabbed a hold of itself and pulled away from my sight
Why is it so difficult for me just to say the way I feel?
To be able to express myself, to talk from under all these tears.

I feel blinded from myself yet I can see your wondering face
And it fills my heart to see you when everything else is blurred
But what kind of relationship is it when I can’t express the way I feel
Im stumbling in mass confusion tripping over myself to keep up with my pace

This world is rotating to fast for me to stay running on this wheel
I’m like an exhausted little hamster inside a caged up boxed
With no exit I can open so I continue to run in circles after my thoughts
Trying to catch up with my inner self so perhaps my scars can heal

I’ve sat beside myself looking past my own gazing eyes to long
I wish to become one person again to think the way i did years ago
to wake up knowing just actually how i feel about this world that owns me
Instead of trying to find my self in written words that makes up my lifes song.

But now I have no melody
No music of any sort
My soul has been washed onto shore
While my mind still wanders in the sea......

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