Mr Bergstrom - Understanding

Breathe in
Smoke dancing in my lungs
Breathe out
The form convulsing in the night air
Relief hung
On the cigarette
Balancing between
The rungs of my fingers
The insomniac stars
Screaming and glistening
Dead for all I know
The trees whistling
A long forgotten tune
In the ancient winds
Obscured by the sirens
Modern life brings
Silent streets filled with nothingness
And the biting chill of the breeze
Well, at least I can feel
At least I can feel
A thousand and one thoughts racing through me
And not one of them making sense to the people around me
I try to explain all the feelings inside
You tell me to 'open up' so I just curl up and hide
But I'm not a book, I've already put it away
Am I alienating you and you're just too polite to say?
I didn't mean to shout and now all I feel is guilt
It's hard to open up you see, in this prison I've built
Silent streets filled with nothingness
And the biting chill of the breeze
Why do I have to feel
Why do I have to feel
The hail falls hard
In the biting cold
So lets wait under the trolley point
In Tesco
You're trying to understand
It's hard for the both of us
But wait under here with me
And that'll be enough

Written by:
Lara Hanson

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