Beige Paint

I'm afraid of everything A particle invisible I guess I should Count my blessings I'm lucky to have These four walls They keep me safe But I've learned to hate Beige paint There must be something I could trade Without taking away What I've gained Snow fall like a blanket Cover me up I can take it Hate to break it We don't make it To the other side Safe Everything feels so alien The sky above, my own skin Can't recognize my only friend But in the mirror She takes my hand Scared to be alone again Tunnel vision Setting in I'm my own worst weapon Wish I could Cease and desist Snow fall From my window This isn't living It's survival Of the fittest Wish for a witness But he's a no show Offering false deliverance No I'm not a pessimist Or the least little bit depressed I just can't quite get a grip Of all of me that's left Wish I was invincible Instead I'm scared of my own shadow But there's so much comfort In illusions of control So I watch the snow melt In the distance Waking up to Something different It doesn't feel good No not quite yet But I know that Every moment passes