Gone

Sensual responsive notions
Telling haunting voices running free
Saturate with the feelings
Rocks falling down a sloping tree

Nevertheless I'm in too deep
Trusting myself within a dream
Make up a problem with me
I dare because so I seem

I'm not telling you to bleed
Fix your problems on your own time
I'm not telling you to be me
I'm just wasting all of mine

Hug the feeling hate the juice
I'm not telling you to feel the way I do
I'm just being sensitive right?
But he's a bleeder through and through

Why do I listen to myself lie
When all I know is an asphalt scrape
Like just know who is on the inside
I want to be gone, I want to escape