Lock the gate I lock my door my door opens but I'm still closed in cuz I don't have the keys that matter, what does is matter story of my life and your heart maybe u will, maybe u won't open your heart that doubt that clouds ur mind is still closed-in your hang ups hanging up like a clothes pin how can distance not hurt more than our closeness fear is not the same thing as an omen thoughts become reality when you act them out painting reality as coincidences you try to ration out I told u so's-becoming rationales but you did this to us, to u, to me, regardless however it fractions out we're fractured now forget you mirror, the truth is clearer, when I'm backing out starring at the broken fragments, of fragile glass, reflecting off my glasses-we're matching now but what happens now you're brokeness never freed me, I'm still trapped tried to fix the pieces but how long will that last I open my door to only stare at more locks as time pasts, im not aware of the clocks tick tock a locked door behind a locked gate a trapped soul inside a broken mirror a wounded man still doomed to pride a runaway love with no room to hide a lost mind tryna find peace a lost time that reminds me I'm not fine but don't mind me cuz its about time that I find me maybe time, is the right key
RUSSELL
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