Thousand Thoughts

Cold nights in the month of january Staring at the ceiling, the cold wind blows Like a waterfall, a thousand thoughts filled my mind Making me feel like I'm floating in the sky Like a rain that just started to fall So as my tears that longing to fall Alone in the dark with nothing to talk It's just me and my thousand thoughts The voices in my mind that are making me wide awake Are starting to become music to my ears But sometimes I wish I can't hear them Because music is supposed to heal Wishing that someday it will stop But for how long should I wait The trunk that I've been holding from the start Is starting to crack, That makes me think that it's better to let go Bringing Something with me when I fall Is making me sick 'cause the trunk has been helping me for so long I'm not taking it to my downfall Now the voices become real I can hear my family voices outside my room But the voices are still there I survived the second day