Spent

I'm just not meant to find home. I can't be loved by anyone I'm still chasing the falling sun, cause I'm a failed son I've never known what it's like to have an answer Nothing to say than the scattered thoughts of yesterday I just want to see clearly, but you're blinding me for now I need a sense of direction to stop me from spinning out Fading out to the point of becoming transparent A life alone, forever on the outside A life pushed aside and all these years of falling behind It's only me and everything I couldn't be Coming undone at every seam you pulled apart You pulled apart my fucking heart No matter where you came from, no matter where you've been No one gives a fuck, unless you fit right in I've found comfort in seclusion. I've found peace in solitude I feel secure in isolation. I swear it's easy for me So just let me be I want to leave the last page blank in this book I want to be the air in the backwoods I want to leave the last page blank in this book I want to be the life the night took