Gasping for Air
All alone in a crowd
Shut inside your bedroom door
Trying to breathe
Lying on the bathroom floor
They say you're crazy
You start to believe it
You're falling apart piece by piece
And bit by bit
No one else understands what it means
To die when you're still alive
You can't even explain it
But damn have you tried
No one wants to hear about your problems
But they don't know how you feel
You can't explain it to them
But it's no doubt that this is real
You think there is no end
When you're drowning in your tears
You've been begging for the light
For far too many years.
They all think you want attention
So they just stop and stare
But your focus is not on them
When all you're doing is gasping for air
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