Who is there to hear me?

Who in the hell would understand?

I understand that we never get what we want,

which means I’ll remain alone

Because all I really want is your interest.

I want to care

I just want to feel alive.

I am a zombie, or perhaps a corpse that is yet to be woken

My tank is on empty, so I continue to roll downhill

A barricade, blocking me from feeling like I belong

A barricade, blocking me off from everybody else

A barricade, blocking me from you.

Walking around in this constant air of sleep,

Makes me think, makes me dream.

I try not to dream, but all I see is your face,

And I know it’s a dream because when awake

I don’t see you

You don’t smile at me

You don’t need me

You don’t love me

So maybe this lack of consciousness is better than feeling refreshed

Maybe I will walk through life with this anti-connection

Because in this limbo I have you

and that is all I need.

You are the life that this zombie needs