i got bored.

this maze is the hardest around
one door opens as another ones slammed,
then you realise its the same door you just walked through,

its hard to find reality, as reality happens in my head,
and thats the most unrealistic thing to date.
because im feeling things that are more than real
past memories stay comforting the walls,
as the sholder i used to lean on has walked away

the worlds got bigger and theres always a bright side,
the things i love cant hold me back,
i have the road in mind i just need to read the map
the only thing i know thats right, i have to follow

wrap your arms around my neck,
pull your body into mine,
open your eyes, let go of the past,
the pen hasnt touched the paper
theres nothing to say, except for sweet nothings,
which will repeat in my head for days.




i know these arnt finished.
they was just of the top of my head