I can't see,
Is it the movies,
or is it me?

Wheres the witty banter
The desperate plea,
is it the movies?
or is it me?

I've been living in my work for too long,
But, My videos can't be wrong.

I wear my headphones for a walking soundtrack to my
unfortunatley real life,
Sad songs for sad times,
The songs fit right.

I need to write my own soundtrack in witch to take off from.
too understand myself, and get my bearings.

I'm living in the movies,
nothing real,
everything to see,
no one I know, exept you, and maybe me.

My fate is in my hands,
is my ending happy?
or is it sad.

Am I in a really boring movie?
are the movies watching me,
am I afraid? that's what it seems.

Have my movies besieged me?