Locked out of heaven
Sitting in my little corner, drunk on my thoughts.
We are always right, aren’t we?
We always fight for people we love, don’t we?
When you cry out too loud everyone thinks you are acting.
We are dying on the inside every blessed day.
But who will listen?
Do you ever want to shoot everyone in your circle?
Bloodstained you sit and just cry yourself to sleep.
It is never comforting but then when you are alone no one ever understands..
Do not trespass, tread cautiously on this ground.
Everyone never understands!.
No fight left in you for people.
We love people but we decide not to say.
We grew past petty shade and immaturity.
The devil is only at bay,
When someone walks through the door with genuine love.
But who understands?
Everyone walks in thinking you are Loki.
We don’t worry people anymore.
With my pipe in my mouth and music in my ears,
With love in my heart, my sanity might return.
You aren’t the problem, I AM.
