Bowman rd diaries

This town is dead It ain't like it used to be I'm a mess I ain't slept in weeks Full of stress I don't know who I want to be Life's a test Lately I've been feeling weak When I'm all alone And my thoughts weigh heavy I don't think of home I ain't found the true meaning When I dream of hope I see a life worth living But when I wake up I see no path to the guaranteed So I'll take the pen to the paper Of my Bowman rd diaries The sky is black Just like the heart laying on my sleeve Don't look back It looks better as a rearview scene Love don't last All I know is its memory Got to stay on track Nothing in this life comes for free When I'm all alone And my thoughts weigh heavy I don't think of home I ain't found the true meaning When I dream of hope I see a life worth living But when I wake up I see no path to the guaranteed So I'll take the pen to the paper of my Bowman rd diaries I don't know if I'll find a way to escape this Haunted lonesome childhood broken home that I stay in And I don't care if I never look back the way I came in Don't know how I'll get there but I'll give it all that I have And I'll take the pen to the paper Of my Bowman rd diaries