Homeless


I showed you the real me;

I know, sometimes I hate me too. Twisted and tormented.

I’m not sure where I lost my screws

I just know, I did.

I work so hard that I lost myself.

I look off into the real world, wondering Should I cross myself?

Can’t trust my own decisions,

I been stuck on my own inner visions, Working off some indecisions, Asking questions but never listen, Questioning the life I’m always living.

Why’d I’d think it turn out different?

Even if your feelings fading,

Superman I want to save em.

Standing by lake, on a date

Like a painting, Just me and the moon, And stars I’m alone; In my zone.

No signal on my phone.

I can truly think, if only out here was my home.


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