Don't you realize, we are all on the same team?

Here I am. Trying to be the person I want to be while growing into the person I am supposed to be. The two can't meet, at least not here, for damn sure not now. Consider in my mind the ultimate place for a bachelor pad. Potential interests coming and going, merely sparking my attention never creating fire. Like clouds coming and going unnoticed. I want to stay in the same spot forever, alone, by myself, until I can put everything together. Am I living without a pulse? Seeing without sight? Hearing without sound? These vitals don't mean much for the dead. Walking half alive, I'm walking dead. I scream to myself to wake up, but these moments slip through my fingers as if I were trying to hold air. But it's the same damn principle, nothing is really
   there.

Tell me somethin', cause I've been tryin to work it out.

Say what's missing here. This can't be it, there has to be something more than freshly expelled tears. Hold me sweet, forgive me the woes that disturb you when you sleep. Hold me close, for I am small.


I can't help but fucking see through it all.