the broken

Why are you here? Inside my sleeping head? You shouldn't be here.. when I lay on my bed. I don't know your name, but I see you face I see it everyday, living this daily race. I thought we were safe, alone in our dreams but that's the only place no-one can hear out screams. Your a stranger to me yet we are old friends It was love, but everything has to end Your broke that thing I had, that no one could touch Meh.I don't think I'll end this one. Bored on the bus.