I can't feel what I do feel I'm lost in the middle between the light and the dark I feel sad But I don't I should feel sad But I can't I feel like I should do better But I'm doing nothing wrong I feel numb with joy But something in me wants to cry I don't know what to do My only escape is art Art is my other world My world where I'm safe But I'm out of touch with reality I don't know what I should do Part of me wants to stay In the world where I have control Where I have a voice The other part wants to face the real world A world where I feel meaningless Despite words reminding me I'm where I belong I want to go back But I'm scared of what waits lurking for me to return I want to stay here But I feel like it's wrong disappointing for me to stay here I'm told to do what I love But it feels like what I want isn't right I often want to stop forever and burn every trace of this side of me I often want to change what I love So that maybe I won't be a disappointment But something keeps me going Something in me always wanted to express myself But I'm scared Art is the only thing I want to do But I'm always reminded That it most likely won't work I'm not letting go I'm going to keep my grip Until I can't hold on anymore I have the world in the palm of my hand when I draw So I'm going to do what I love No matter what I'm told
