Pretending like I don’t care when I really do.
Feeling like I’m not aware, when I can really see.
Pretending I have many friends, when I know I’m always walking alone.
Sleepy omg with unknowns when after Im feeling like I want back my 80/20 back.
Acting like I’m dreaming when I know I can’t even sleep.
Lies that I fail to mention that I wish I could discuss with you about the truth.
But then again you not aware you just engaged within another story.
Finding me was all to long of story
So why can’t I just do me, that I found in you doing only you instead me.