Now I've left some change
But you're probably on your way by now
It's quite hard to say
But I can't really form my thoughts the right way
I guess I've never been great at putting my words
Thoughts to words
Slowly peeling back
Can't feel conscience anymore
Bug eyed as they focus
I could see a little clearer
How do I feel
At the end of the day
When the mind shuts down
And drifts
Away I can't
Feel it anymore
Feel of my face to the floor
Wide eyes
Finally awake
Wide eyes
Between what I can really see
And what I wish that I could see all the time
What does she feel
What does she feel at the end of the day
When her mind shuts down and she drifts
Drifts away