And then, when you're not here
I turn away and tell myself I love you
But I can't love you if I don't love myself.
I look at others but I still say I love you
But I don't remember what love is.
My drunken walk is deceiving
This is not who I really am
My vacant eyes are not reality
This is just another mask
I swear I didn't do this on purpose
I just needed a release.
I just need to know that I'm real.
(Is this real?
Or just another façade?)
I haven't seen you and that makes
My mind (and my body) wander.
But I swear I will regret
Any mistakes that I make.
But while I'm
Does my word even count?