Drowning in my own lonely voice,
Though surrounded by a handful who loves me.
May be it's my fault,not knowing what to tune out.
All the unwanted frequencies produce a bizarre channel, that even my favorite tunes can't seem to make me escape.
I don't see any faces,just the plain fear of what tomorrow may bring.
Closed eyelids don't show me darkness now,but all the miserable ways i might fail.
And my tightly zipped mouth muffle my cries,but they scream so loudly in my mind that my soul becomes deaf.
May be, i need to let go,of all the shackles and be a free soul that lurks around.
Nirvana is all i wish now,which feels like an uttopian dream now.