A conclusion
A creative solution...

Just another one of those days
Where I pretend to be okay...

Weird how I'm feeling
Like a switch of sorts...

Oh, what a pretty face
Takes me to a peaceful place...

Sleep
Evading me...

It's a shame
You killed the flame...

I feel invisible,
Forgettable...

Never think
Jump the gun...

Debating on creating
Because that's what I do...

I will find you
That freedom...

I'm not sure how to write what I want to
Like all the things that I want to do with you...

Scrambled
Words repeating in my head...