Sometimes I believe my heart is made of ice.
Love seemed all the sweeter when it was misunderstood, condemned by the outside world.
At what point do I say I love you again? Cause I’m feelin’ right now.
The sad thing is I fake happy so well, I often convince myself…
I don’t think I slept last night.
Not even a wink.
Thoughts of you lifted me
to the sky.
I tumbled down into reality,
when the truth hit me
You aren’t here.
Not at all.
Yet you sneak your way in
to my dreams,
to the nothing that is my mind,
but it won’t let me escape.
I am my own prisoner to my beautiful mind.
Panda Pa-Panda Go Panda!
(it lingers here
the quiet impression of a smile
that you left
upon my lips.