Here I Sit.
Here I sit, in my head,
by Michael Stevens
in silence, in darkness
and furious hateful red
Here I sit, in my mind,
Not understanding why Im so alone
searching but without hope, love ill never find.
Here I sit, absent a heart,
Torn asunder with Capuletic circumstance
Romance a dream for those who can still dance
Here I sit, with tears on a stony face
emotions quick to hard, like a stayed heart
but a mask i must adorn till the end of the chase.
Here I sit, shrouded in mystery
Never knowing, never believing
But understanding fate is part of a chaotic sea.
Here I sit...Here i Sit.