Eyes Wide Open

January 22, 2011
By TheSemiHiddenPoet BRONZE, Oakdale, California
TheSemiHiddenPoet BRONZE, Oakdale, California
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Favorite Quote:
Don't take life to seriously, nobody makes it out alive anyway.


With my eyes wide open I can barely see
all the faces blur in front of me
what's wrong and what's right
make no difference at all to me

I don't care about society
why should I when I can barely see
and you will always be with me,
so What's wrong with me

Save me from my misery
my heart is not content
I can't seem to keep going
Yet I will not repent

walk with me inside my mind
Make sure you stay close buy
I would hate to lose you
deep inside

What I think of before I sleep
would drive most people insane
But here you are sleeping next to me
dreaming the same things

With my eyes wide open I can barely see
all the faces blur in front of me
what's wrong and what's right
make no difference at all to me

I don't care about society
why should I when I can barely see
and you will always be with me,
What's wrong with me

Running for eternity,
sounds like fun to me
everyone else would
shudder and and run away

Looking into my eyes
they see only black
When I look at you all I see
is myself looking back

People think I'm broken
but you see me for what I really am
I just think of darker places
than they would wish to be

With my eyes wide open I can barely see
all the faces blur in front of me
what's wrong and what's right
make no difference at all to me

I don't care about society
why should I when I can barely see
and you will always be with me,
What's wrong with me

I take comfort in the shadows
people turn away from me
You crawl inside these holes
and keep me company

There's pain inside my brain
pressure builds to great
as I fall onto the ground
you fall next to me

As I blink I finally see
A world worth living
You're no longer next to me
This must be agony

With my eyes wide open I can finally see
all the faces in front of me
But what's wrong and what's right
Still make no difference at all to me

I don't care about society
why should I when I'm dying
and you're no longer with me,
I'm finally free


The author's comments:
This was the first song I wrote. Unlike most of the other things I've written, this had no inspiration or muse. I just felt like giving writing a chance and this is what came out. I like it, and now I write more.

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