breathe.

Always tired in the morning
The light is creeping through my blinds and feels abhorrent
I'm tired of hearing all these words in my mind
All these comments that my brain has to say
I'm tired of yelling and screaming but I must drown out the noise and that's the only way
My fingers have grazed these strings one too many times today
But this is my only escape
From the mental prison consciousness creates
I had the key but couldn't hold it
It was heating up my hands and couldn't stay
It's in the eye of the beholder
The difference on the fogs the haunts our window pains
So many things I couldn't see
That all became crystal clear when I decided to breath

It's in the eye of the beholder
The difference on the fogs the haunts our window pains
So many things I couldn't see
That all became crystal clear when I decided to breath