I'm standing in a field
imagining I'm somewhere else
but all the while I feel
whole...complete...
Suddenly all the voices
have stopped
and nobody is around
it's so peaceful, calm, serene
And I don't want to leave
until it's absolutly
neccessary
I'm in this place where
Nobody can fill my head
with false dipictions of
my life
Nobody can give me useless
confidence
Nobody can make me into
somebody that I'm not
Nobody can bring me up &
Nobody can take me down
Nobody can make me feed
off their sour disposition
Nobody can hurt
And nobody can take
my soul away from me
Because nobody is real
and nobody is alive
But eventually I have
to go back inside
I have to know when to
retreat
And know when to
face the music
and own up to my
mistakes
And NOBODY can do
that...
...but me.