It's All In My Mind

Somebody I Used To Know

I find this moment so scary,

Within my own mind.

Emotionless.

I continue to carry on by my recurring thoughts.

Misrepresented, 

Never could get the right words out.

In time, at that moment I knew,

That none of this mad any sense.

This isn't right.

It isn't fair to me.

It isn't fair to them.

(Maybe this time, Ill win.)

Creeping throughout my  room,

The aura is disturbed.

The karma is intensifying as we speak.

Lessons not learned.

Typically, its another conversation,

Back and forth,

It's moving, back and forth.

Miscommunication, 

It's always the wrong timing.

It hurts to know that I might be gone.

Crumbling down,

Because I didn't realize the consequences.

All gone.

But they'll be trapped within the memories

The only ones that loved me.

This really could be it,

Things just don't follow through,

Because of me,

Spoken through  internal sadness,

Spoken through a pure heart made of stone,

Speaking through a vessel,

Of somebody I used to know.

Is this a facade?

Is my life just a huge barricade,

Protecting myself from my truth that is not definite?

Definitely, almost indefinitely.

I'm only scared,

Of whats next to come

(What goes around, comes back around...)

Well, I continue to type away-

(What goes around, comes back around...)

But there are no tears for me to shed-

(What goes around comes back around...)

Have I grown up?

Or have I turned into somebody that I used to know? 

Because I don't know.

Am I just somebody that I used to know?