White walls
are coming closer
And fade under my blanket, I'm getting colder
I always thought I preferred to be alone But
there's a difference between being lonely
And never feeling like home
Light falls through my window On the mess that I call
Organized chaos,
lying to myself Never felt so easy before
I'm free,
if nothing is under control Why should I go outside,
the world is burning
Why should I get some air,
that is polluted I really had high hopes that things would change
But it's alright,
but it's okay
Instagram stole my brain And now it's sold to the internet
It is showing me things that I'm supposed to like
Be honest, who'd care if I die
I really tried to see things differently To stay positive,
we could achieve everything
But what a lie,
in my self-pity Nothing will change,
people are fighting
Because they're too blind to see
Why should I go outside, the world is burning
Why should I get some air,
that is polluted
I really had high hopes that things would change
But it's alright,
but it's okay