I wait in my closed quarters for tranquility to set in
Breathe in the stale air of never having been let in
My mind wanders off to a different place
Maybe there I will find peace
Its a momentary lapse of memory of the reality that surrounds me
The blood in my veins get polluted by my lies
Let it all go and close my eyes
Set free to roam around a bright starry sky
All alone not a soul
Even if I scream..my shouts would go unheard
Maybe..just maybe this is meant to be my misunderstood reality
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