By Cameron Erickson, Staff Writer
This nightmare is writing in my bed
Too many love songs it’s all in my head
It’s not how you thought and read
Time will never stop running ahead
Screens are pleading me to give up my mindset
My melancholic brain can’t take no more
I’m slowly fading fast from home
Everyone’s looking past
what I’m made for
I’m in the midst of turning back
to where I laid down
Out here in this terrain of lead
My veins won’t last a single day
It’s all in my head
I had a vision of you without dread
While laying here since past ten
Staring up at what could’ve been
All this fantasy I want it to end
Nothing exists but it’s all in my head
You’re messing with my head
Made me wish that I was dead
That I’d rather be with her instead
The doubts you said, it’s all in my head
I’ll stop my sincerity for a day
White noise masks my pain anyways
Yet it’s all in my head.