I had a place of my own I could go
to seek out loneliness and peace
to forget and remember and letting thoughts grow
and finally put my mind at ease

I'm so tired now, can't take anymore
I wanna go home and close my door
lock out the world, reality
but my home is no longer my refuge

I used to put a CD on
and sing along in the night
my neighbours probably praise that I'm gone
but I've so many songs trapped inside

Used to stay up til 4 am
sometimes when I needed the night
now I turn in at 12, and all the same
I never seem to sleep right

Sometimes I'd come home and drop on the bed
for an hour or to or three
just putting a pillow over my head
and concentrating on me

I'm so tired now, can't take anymore
I wanna go home and close my door
lock out the world, reality
but my home is no longer my refuge

When life is too much and I want to hide
or to shout and to scream and to cry
now I have to keep all the feelings inside
while watching the real me die

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Last updated: February 10, 2010