He would talk to people all the time,
And people would hear him, but really was not listening
He became a vessel for gossip from those he trusted
And when he realized it, his heart started distancing
Slowly dismissing the people from his circle, until
He ended up enjoying spending his time being alone
Being with just him and his music, and
That was safer while protecting his heart that turned into stone
He just wanted someone to understand him, and
To have the heart that he did
He had his turn dealing with heartache, of being left to
manage
While still trying to maintain being a kid
Experience has taught him, fuck everyone
No one gave a fuck about me….. I meant him
But, Nowadays being alone is not so good of a feeling
anymore,
This is not how my life is going to end
It is a hurtful feeling, when no one believes in
Your mind, heart, desires……YOU
My stone hearted ass will just get back to pen and paper
And just cry to my damn self, walking in my own pair of
shoes
“xpressurself”
