In another world,
Where I don't exist
Or matter
And I like it that way.
Because I spend too much time
In my own head
Creating scenarios
Where I said something different
And it had a positive outcome
I spend too much time
Obsessing over you in my thoughts
Making my self ache
Just as cold as you
The color I wrap myself in
Till I can't stand
Wounded
Crawling back to where I don't exist.
