To follow instinct but ignore your heart screaming for release.
To watch your love cry as you stay trapped behind the glass.
I don’t belong in this world, thank god,
But that means that no one can save me when I drown in their laughter.
To sing when you are sad and to cry when you’re alone,
To feel, feel everything horrible, to take it all, just for the sake of it,
To note your thoughts on your wrists;
To cross the line of melodic insanity.
Notes; black on white, white on white, to keep me out of my head.
