Floating
I sit in a coffee shop but I'm not there, not really
To the faces around me its just an empty chair, empty
The world is large but it's me alone, just me
One individual, always standing alone
I am closed off, the world is not there, not for me
voice talk to me, hold no meaning for me, none
My mind is my prison, my life just for me
I am a walking corpse, with no place in the sun, no none
Nobody can reach me, I am trapped under ice, alone
Family and friends are no longer here, they are gone, just gone
No life, no stress, no pressure, nothing
Through life, though I have none, I am floating
Floating....
just...
floating...
away.
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