If Only
I've got eyes wide open like candlelight
But I can't tame the fire in my eyes.
my mind is a jigsaw and you keep throwing in pieces
I don't have the time to put them together now.
I'm too tired to go to sleep
my eyes are burning, my thoughts are in overdrive
I want to dream, but when I close my eyes I will think of you
I breathe in stale air to an angry throat
and song lyrics twist around the jigsaw pieces,
coating them in a sweet blanket of confusion and self pity.
Oh why can't everything be pretty.
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