Black hoodie brokenhart

I hear the cars outside

Like waves against the dark

Everybody’s going somewhere

While I’m falling apart

There’s dishes in the sink again

Clothes scattered on the floor

I haven’t really slept in days

Don’t know what I’m fighting for

Phone lights up, I let it die

Got nothing left to say

Every conversation feels

Like watching me decay

And I swear this room gets smaller

Every single night

The walls know all my secrets

And none of them are kind

I keep trying to outrun

The weight inside my chest

But no matter where I go

It follows like a shadow in my head

So I stare at the cold bedroom ceiling

Counting cracks instead of sheep

Trying not to think about

How nobody thinks of me

And the silence hits so hard

At 3 AM it makes me shake

I’m so tired of surviving

Every single day awake

If love was ever meant for me

It got lost along the way

Now I’m just another sad song

Nobody will play

I still wear the same black hoodie

You used to steal from me

Now it just smells like cigarettes

And broken memories

I talk to myself in mirrors

Like maybe I’ll reply

Trying to find a reason

I deserve to stay alive

And everybody says “keep going”

Like it’s easy when you drown

When your heart becomes a graveyard

And your thoughts won’t make a sound

I miss who I was before

The world got in my veins

Before every little feeling

Started turning into pain

Now I stare at the cold bedroom ceiling

With tears drying on my face

Wondering if anybody

Would notice my empty space

And these nightmares feel more honest

Than the life I live all day

‘Cause at least in my dreams

Someone begs for me to stay

If love was ever meant for me

It never learned my name

Now I’m just another ghost

Walking through the rain

Maybe I was born too sensitive

Maybe hearts like mine just rust

Maybe being “too much” for people

Means I’ll never be enough

But I still leave one side empty

Every time I go to sleep

Like some part of me still hopes

Someone’s coming back for me

So I stare at the cold bedroom ceiling

While the sunrise slowly bleeds

Through the curtains of a life

That never felt like me

And if tomorrow comes again

I’ll fake another smile somehow

But tonight I let the darkness

Finally hold me now

The cars still pass outside

The world still moves the same

And I’m still here in this cold room

Whispering your name