Changed

Changed

 

 

and something’s changed I just can’t lay my finger on

the words just don’t come like the way they once used to

even as I write, pen in hand poised over the paper

the inability to write slurs my words

and as the pen moves over the paper

the words are forced and just aren’t natural

 

and so for the longest while everything’s been bottled up inside

but now I’m filled up to the brim

can’t go on any longer

I have to find a way to just let everything out

I’ve got no other way besides writing my life away

but now something’s changed

the words just don’t come the way they did

 

and cynicism only serves to drag me down

words and lies confuse and baffle

all these things going on at once with no intermission

one after another consecutively slamming into me

I’ve got no time to breathe before I’m up and running

soon one day I’m just gonna crash

just stop running and hiding and just leave

 

and something’s changed and I can’t exactly pin it down

the words and verses just don’t come the way they used to

as I write it’s visible to all

I’m forcing out words that grow into lines

nothing comes naturally the way they should

everything is forced, artificial, unnatural

 

and since that day I held a pen

and no words came to me, nothing

everything’s been stored up inside and it’s filled up to the brim

I gotta find a way to let it go

eating at my brain and disturbing me

but something’s changed and now I can’t

the words just don’t flow they way they used to

 

emo words and emo actions

nothing’s enough to serve as a way out

so many things flung and thrown

breaking down my crumbling fortress

I can’t catch my breath from running nonstop

going slower and slower, collapsing, suffocating

and soon I’ll just stop running

let it all out and disappear without a trace