Cold June

I'm holding my tears trying not to cry Facing my fear of being the bad guy Am I? Am I the reason she said goodbye? Am I the reason that every night I die? A nightmare for every night’s dream A writer’s block when you walked away Sunshine hits me and I start to scream A writer’s fountain but it’s all astray I feel nostalgic when I remember those times of gold But now even June feels so freaking cold I look at the sky and remember those days I look around and feel like I'm trapped in a maze