As I lay and stare at the ceiling my mind fills with thoughts of you... About the way you make me laugh about the little things you do... I close my eyes and see your face its almost like a dream. But as Ive learned in the real world things aren't always what they seem. I'm running from this breakdown, a breakdown of my mind. What used to make me happy is now impossible to find. The tears I've cried cannot be returned my heart just goes with the flow. I'm tired of feeling like I come in second, hince another reason why I had to let you go...