reliving

[quixotic_me]

Every day seems the same to me
I sit around and think about how alone I feel
then I wind up rather enjoying loneliness because it's the comfort of being sad-
sometimes it feels so right
and sometimes I'd like to be around no one for ten straight years
but I know this feeling can't bring me places
and I know I'm losing lots of ground
but to keep up means to get up and why does it have to be
the world keeps on changing while I just stay the same?
I feel like being sad doesn't mean enough to anyone anymore
so I've got to let you know that
oh, the world has made emotion obsolete
and I don't think I feel the same 'cause after all
who says what happy really means?
Tonight I will redefine everything and tomorrow I will start in on my better days
and to each their own definition
but no one ever reaches it so I don't think I'll breathe that way
(but happiness is when) there's nowhere left to go
because in that state of mind there is no state of self
so how was I supposed to know?
there's nowhere left to go
how was I supposed to know?
how was I supposed to know?