I spent another night in, thinking
Of what might have been,
A sparrow in the sun, but
Blinded by it's beams.
I guess there's something worse,
But being lonely hurts,
And I'm sick of piecing together
Thoughts of broken dreams.
My reflection only looks right
When filtered through a low light,
And I think that's alright
Because I haven't had much sleep.
But I'm getting kind of 'sadness prone'
Always pretending that I'm not alone,
And, still, the lonliest sound
Is that of footsteps walking away.
I guess it's the natural response,
But still my mind it haunts,
I'll let the lines do what they want
Until my heart is bursting at the seams.
I guess I've forgotten how a smile feels,
After off my face I let it peel,
And try to tell me it's not real,
It doesn't matter, I know in time my lips will heal
After the loneliness runs it's course,
No, I won't try to repel it with force,
I've seen a lot worse,
And, for now, I don't mind letting it hurt.
