My life is a mess
How else can you call it?
Everyone's been saying who I need to be
But where am I
In all this life?
I've been living a lie
Hiding my emotions so no-one sees me suffer
I'm doing this things out of desperation
I guess its a good moment to answer
Yes I might have fucked up a little.
I say I fixed myself
By hiding my pain deeper in my heart.
Why can't somebody see me
See me as I am?
I'm tired of all this people
Walking past me
Like through a thin air,
But still I'm here living someones life
That I can not recognize.
I am a poet, I am a painter
And I'm most likely am a crazy person
From the way you look at me
When I'm reaching out for help.
Pain is all I have
Because love is all I never had felt
I'm like a faded chalk on a dashboard
I'm still here but you can't really see me there.