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 feetGetting away, away a way
Has always been the only way
Too rough shellshock made my mind sway
My compass broke after that dayAnd 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 encoreYou 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