Self-Isolation

This will end and begin when I lit up this match,
Won’t come out of this room till my clock strikes up five;
Hearing beautiful voices, they’ll all come out all at once,
Dreaming beautiful faces, all tainted by fast lives.

Can you have everything and still call out for more?
How do you feel happy when you’re left with no love?
We all like to believe; on the inside we’re so strong,
Faint whispers, all it takes to successfully destroy.

I was born in a dream full of colours and stars,
I woke up in a nightmare of screaming and scars;
How can you even think that perfection is light?
It was darkness for me, the push to my downfall.

Now I’m cold and alone, I wake up in hot tears
But they drown me inside ‘cause outside it’s just fears;
I fear myself and die out of shame stored for years,
I can feel in my mind how they’re turning the gears.
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Sorry for the depressing undertones, I was going through a hard time. Still am, to be honest. Anyway, to whoever reads this, thank you for giving it a chance and I hope you enjoy. Forgive my lack of grammar; English is not my native language.