In between a dream

And a nightmare

The line is blurred

My mind is hard to describe

I struggle to find the words

I'm a kid at heart

But I have demons

I'm disturbed

I've had a crazy life

And I won't't lie

I'm scarred and hurt

Shooting stars fall

From the sky

Like the raindrops

All I ever wished for

Is love to make the pain stop

I tried moving forward

Just to end up in the same spot

Will I ever outgrow this phase

I'm afraid not

I've been down and out

For as long as I can think back

I broke my heart so many times

I can't even keep track

I'm a slave to my emotions

I am not a free man

I guеss the point I'm tryna make

Is I don't wanna be sad (ayе)

Someone help me

An angle needs to come and save me (same me)

I run in circles, three-sixty

Stop me at one-eighty (one-eighty)

If I don't get my shit together

I'll be pushin' daisies (daisies)

I ain't dressin' up no lies

I always put it plainly (plainly)

Ma-maybe I should start another life

And leave the planet (planet)

Cause the way that mine is goin'

Isn't how I planned it (planned it)

I'd rather start all over

I can't manage all this damage (damage)

This storm I'm in is pickin' up

Can't wait until it passes

Constantly fighting internal battles

That nobody sees

I had the realization

Trust me you'd hate to be me

I'm lost

Goin' nowhere fast

With a full head of steam

How can I find purpose

If I don't know what anything means

Out of sight

Out of mind

So I close my eyes

Why do I

Ever open them

So I can cry

They're never dry

I'm never sober either

I stay high

Cause if I'm not

I might just decide to say goodbye

Yeah I know there's beauty

In the madness

I'm an artist

I've appreciated that enough

I'm sick of regardless

Inspiration comes in other forms

That I can't seem to harness

Cause it has to be authentic

If it's forced it isn't honest

Wa-way to self-aware for my own good

I'm hypercritical

Don't take that statement wrong

Cause I'm not being egotistical

I hate the fact that I'm misunderstood

Cause I'm not being cynical

I'm just working through my thoughts

And I'm not neurotypical

Look up;

Are those shooting stars

Or is the sky just tearing at the seams again

Everything feels so distant

Like I'm waching a movie of my own life

Almost forgot to turn up the sound

Maybe the universe isn't real tonight

Maybe this is all a dream