the levels
Those days i tend to miss
Feeling so happy
I think to myself
It just can't get better than this.
My high keeps getting higher
The weight on my shoulders
Feels a little lighter
The fear that lies deep inside
It vanishes
With no trace left behind
Those days i fear
Where i feel so alone
I just sit around and hear
Other people boast
I put on a fake smile
And you'd never know
That nothing had turned out like I'd hoped.
Some days just feel so numb
Passes by in a matter of minutes
But where does it come from
Feeling no emotion at all
When im just standing there
I feel as though
I'm about to fall.
They all mend together
Gluing each memory to another
Till it's all a blur
bound to each other with a tether.
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