LYRIC FOR SALE

By Josh F

Why do i always feel judged on my look

Like rereading your favourite parts of your favourite book 

Why do i feel this pain deep inside 

If i suffer for eternity i may just deeply cry 


When i say i want to be alone

It’s the wrong time 

When i say i don't 

They do and that's fine 

People need time to heal 

Need time to seal 

That problem at their head 

Burning every possible thread 


You know most days i feel like in a circle

Circle of emptiness, full of puzzles 

And yes i ain't perfect 

and yes i judge 

But no ones perfect 

At least i try to control my 

smudge 


Right now tho

I just feel like drinking 

With This stress

I jusy wanna start up smoking-

Ideas 

Fill my mind

Good and positive 

Some i pray in reality don't bind