©Existing in Isolation
Isolation closing in on me,
I sleep till I can't anymore,
I'm losing will and cannot see,
I'm life's unpaid whore.
Im a sinner, I'm a saint,
I am a lamb of your god,
I am I am not, I'm an aint,
In my prison I rot.
Everyday is the same,
I'm going through movements,
to you it's all a game,
inside my mind I am sent.
I reach out to you,
you shut me out,
I don't know what to do,
I need so badly to shout.
Anything to feel,
feel like I'm alive,
I can no longer deal,
and I'm wanting to die.
Somebody save me,
save me from this hell,
I don't know what to be,
if I cant be myself.
I'll hang on a little longer,
I'll try to live and smile,
I'll try to find my song,
and walk the next mile.
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