Nothings really wrong
Nothing seriously wrong.
So why do I feel this way?
Why do I feel so hollow?
Like it won’t be better tomorrow?
and everyone’s gone
and I’m alone.
I have to keep moving
because the minute I stop…
the clock couldn’t move any slower
and my heart couldn’t beat any slower,
and the crying lasts so much longer.
Does anyone notice it?
That our lives don’t seem to fit?
There’s a hole in my chest
where they all used to be.
Everyone’s got their own thing,
everyone’s focus has changed.
Will this last forever?
So I smile for now.
Don’t let them worry right now.
Life’s a waiting game
and I have little patience.
That’s why this feels like a death sentence.
I do have things to do and people to see.
I guess it’s just different now,
So I’m a little sad.
But I’ll live my life and you live yours
and we’ll see if we cross paths again.