I’ve got my heads in the clouds and all I can see are the dark twisted things I want to experience. I’ve got my heads in the clouds and all I can see is myself. Myself and no one else. I’m sorry I let you in.. let you in just enough that I still have my sanity. Let you in just enough for you to crave more. And Maybe home for me is different from yours. maybe home for me is an empty one. Empty but occupied. occupied with all my thoughts, insecurities, and sins. Empty with space for them to roam free as they please. So can’t you see? Can’t you see that i’d rather be alone to feel whole than be with company and feel alone? ......You don’t. Because you and I aren’t cut the same. You run away from yourself to someone else just to hide yourself. Hoping you’d find yourself being away from yourself. But I’ve got my heads in the clouds and all I can see is myself. All I can see is me, and just me alone. I can’t give you all of me, I can only give you a little piece. Just enough for me to have my sanity. Just enough for you to crave more. So leave and let me be.. let me be so I can be all that is whole. All that I know.

Cam Bui