How am I supposed to leave?
When you still haunt my dreams
no matter where I go.
And every time I close my eyes,
you are still there,
unable to let me go,
I beg to be let go,
so I can finally sleep.
How am I supposed to breathe?
You take up all the oxygen,
not leaving an ounce for me.
This life is not all black and white,
there are grey areas,
but with you haunting my dreams
it's hard to tell where this all lies.