Endless Miles

I move miles in my head without a suitcase

Everything I write down is everything I never say

Too worried about what you’ll think

So I bite my tongue and it leaves a bad taste

Looking in the mirror and you recognize me but we don’t see the same face

You see a face of happiness and joy

I see a face of disgrace

I’m buried in the rubble of my own mistakes

I’ve made myself a home in the mud. Wondering if I’ll ever get past the curse that’s in my blood.

I move miles in my head without a suitcase

I wonder what I’ll see when I reach the end of this place

But all that’s here is the smell of cigarettes and white paint.

Everyone in my phone keeps getting erased.

If you’re not with me you’re against me are you two faced?

I can’t ever think of a reason to trust anyone these days.

I move miles in my head without a suitcase.

Wondering if I’ll ever reach the end of this place.