My Phobia and Me
A face behind the window
I’m a shadow of myself
Things I’ve always wanted
Lie undusted on the shelf
Sweeping cross my brain come back all memories in time
While open spaces nearly blow my mind
While open spaces nearly blow my mind
Days like dominoes that fall
Swiftly pass me by
Friends have gone left me behind
A hapless soul am I
A door like any other door now fronts my prison cell
Though I’m still alive to me it feels like hell
Though I’m still alive my living here is hell
The sun goes down and brings
Another day swiftly to it’s close
From my window wistfully
I watch as it goes
People pass me by I see thm more these solemn days
And tomorrow they’ll pass by the other way
And tomorrow they’ll pass by me on their way.