Hiding Can't Hurt When It's Down In The Dirt

Don’t look for me,
Please don’t come,
Don’t show me your face
It’s the last thing I want to remember last.
Id rather remember the days forgotten,
The days past.
I need a day without an overcast,
Or a storm following me around
Causing everything to fall slowly.
Or a week without an earthquake happening
Tearing everything apart at a sudden notice.
Perhaps a minute without grief,
Or a second without pain,
Or please just a thought without strain.
Please don’t come for it will drive you insane
To see a man in such vain,
Thoughts racing so fast tearing out his brain.
"Things should stay the same."
Same is great when you aren’t waiting to be done with it all,
Giving all you’ve got to just to watch it fall.
"Change will come."
Nothing changes when nothings there,
I’ve already pulled out my hair,
There‘s nothing for me to share,
Hiding in a cave hoping no one will care.
So please don’t look,
I don’t want to be found,
The storm won’t find me here,
Hiding under the ground.