Drifted

I wake up every morning with this feeling inside

I'm not sure what to say, but I don't feel alright

It's this feeling that weighs on me, with all its brutality

It slowly grows and creeps up on me

Where did my feelings go? And when will you talk to me

Where are the dreams, where are our plans? Do you feel what this means

I just wanna feel okay, but you are drifting away

Is it just a phase, or have you become a stranger to me

I thought we're Bonnie and Clyde, but we're just Jekyll and Hyde

Just like a B movie on a old TV, praying to a God

that I don't believe in