I guess I'm just grasping at singular particles of thin air trying to
Feel less alone
Breathing out the need for touch because
At the end of the day I just need someone close by
Someone to lace words around the edges of midnight and
Someone to make me feel human
Because we're all just human and I'm only human
But sometimes I can barely breathe beneath my self-inflicted pressure
And I'm not good enough for the way your eyes are
And maybe it's not even you I want but just someone
My head is filled with cobwebs of thoughts like grenades
And I'm waiting here for you to pour light into all my dark places
Maybe waiting is futile
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