LYRIC FOR SALE

By Writchwinwriter

My head is hanging,
My head is hanging,
Emotions welling up
Feelings, welling up
Emotions welling up
Almost too, enough.

My head is hanging,
Over my diary today
I have to write my thoughts,
To not spill them on a tray.
My head is hanging,
Diary beneath,
How can I express these feelings
Always losing sleep.

My pen is heavy
My fingers swollen fat
The lines on the paper
Running into my hat.

I'm stuck on the first page
How do I start?
How do I write feelings
How do I share thought.

I close my eyes
And release my pen
I try collecting my thinking
To find a better, when..

My head is hanging,
Emotions welling up
I think I'll sleep now
And empty my cup.

I'll close my eyes now,
And release a few tears
I need to purge
All those lost years.

My life was harder
Then it ever should have been
I tried everything
Locking it within
Now I can't cope, more
To feel myself
I need to sleep now
Back on my shelf.

My head is hanging,
Over my desk
Should I move over
Back to my bed
My heart is broken
My heart feels the same
I can't fill my diary
With a single thing.

Lay down, and sleep
Lay down, and sleep
Everything is better
The next day seen,

Lay down, and sleep
Lay down, and sleep
Everything is better
The next day seen.