Nightmare

Sometimes I like to pretend I'm Taylor Swift and write about my feelings. Someone turn this into a song so I can get royalties. I have not polished this to make it perfect. This is pretty much raw, one-take kind of writing. On a side note, I have this weird recurring dream that someone is holding me and my family at gunpoint. Is that weird? xoxo

It's half past twelve and I'm sitting alone
Not the first time it's happened
Not the last time I'll know
It wasn't meant to be this way
This wasn't the life I planned for myself

But I'm here all alone
Trying to avoid the stares
I bet they know it too
How miserable I feel
To be stuck in this place
Where I can't find my way
It's my own little nightmare
I can't seem to escape

But I carry on because I know it won't last
Put on a big smile and fake it 'till it's real
Things will change and I will survive
I'm a fighter by day and a believer by night

Until then I'll be sitting alone
Writing about how good life will be
Watching the clock tick by and by
Good things happen to good people
Isn't that the truth?

So don't you worry about that girl in the corner
She's gonna be alright.