Joey Contreras
This is Not Me
Silence, numbing
Stop the noisy chatter in the head
Need something else instead
Breathing, zoning
And I fly when I’m high and I soar out the door
And it's calming
Out looking in and I run into him and it's haunting
So drawing
But this is not
Me
Searching
Waiting
All the while, playing
They all think they know
Putting on the show
Curtain, closing
And I dream in between everyone’s public scene
Cause I'm lonely
And at night, an excuse
Another chance to abuse
What I'm hiding
What I'm fighting
And he’ll say
“How are you today?”
And I see in his eyes
He thinks that we’re that way
I was gone I was fucked
I was blacked out and drunk
Okay?
Don't accuse me
Don't push me
Don't touch me
Don’t love me
Easy, leaving
Brushing off the guilt
But deep down I feel
That maybe we are real
Now I cry when I'm high
And I run to no one cause he’s hurting
Guess the pain that I cause when
I’m not under a drug is long-lasting
Well screw it I’m fine
Line up another line
And I’m growing
And I’m thriving
I’m the one who’s surviving
He’s so weak
And I will not concede
This is not
Me