'Trapped'
Through half-lidded eyes I do stare,
At things i've been gazing at for days.
The same posters coat the same four walls ,
Giving this place a sense of normalcy.
But who ever said that normal was normal?
When will they learn?
That not every happy cover,
Has the happiest of stories behind it?
Hiding everthing from no-one,
And hiding nothing from everyone,
I'll wander for days in the depths of despair,
But never leave the room.
I remember how it felt the first time I went too deep,
It took everything just to make myself re-surface.
And when I did I was scared.
Scared of the half-truths and lies that this place has to offer.
Scared of everything I've turned into.
Scared of never seeing the daylight.
Down deep in my subconcious is the place where I now reside.
Dirty , chipped nails tearing at the walls.
Tearing down the posters that proclaimed everthing was normal.
Hoping that everything will be all right some day,
And I won't have to hide myself for anyone ever again.
Through half-lidded eyes I do stare,
At things i've been gazing at for days.
The same posters coat the same four walls ,
Giving this place a sense of normalcy.
But who ever said that normal was normal?
When will they learn?
That not every happy cover,
Has the happiest of stories behind it?
Hiding everthing from no-one,
And hiding nothing from everyone,
I'll wander for days in the depths of despair,
But never leave the room.
I remember how it felt the first time I went too deep,
It took everything just to make myself re-surface.
And when I did I was scared.
Scared of the half-truths and lies that this place has to offer.
Scared of everything I've turned into.
Scared of never seeing the daylight.
Down deep in my subconcious is the place where I now reside.
Dirty , chipped nails tearing at the walls.
Tearing down the posters that proclaimed everthing was normal.
Hoping that everything will be all right some day,
And I won't have to hide myself for anyone ever again.
