You roam my mind like I roam the streets
Someone is dreaming of bedsheets
Denial tells me that’s not it
Feeling the nerves run through my feet
Getting away, away a way
Has always been the only way
Too rough shellshock made my mind sway
My compass broke after that day
And it happened again, again
Am I a magnet for this pain ?
Open that wound, I’ll close the door
Don’t want them hearing my encore
You call me strength yet I’m sorrow
Can't you see my eyes are hollow?
The price of being a healer
Is for others to drain my glow
"Why don't you love yourself instead?"
So simple, just like a bandaid
"Empathy is a curse, I guess"
I'll just collapse after recess
