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I sit in a closed room,


I look around and there’s no one beside me,


There’s noise just outside the door,


I think someone’s calling my name.



I know the place where I am,


But I can't seem to think,


My thoughts are blurred,


All I can think of is you,


Is it just me or the world is going crazy.



I know, it’s been a year since we parted,


And yet it seems just a year,


I think I see a glimpse of you,


Every now and then,


Is it just me or the world is going crazy.



I have tried everything to get over you,


Read a book, watched movies,


Talked aloud, even partied all night,


But try as much as I want to,


Is it me or the world is going crazy.



I think it is you, 


That has got into me,


I try and try to get rid of this feeling,


There are marks of my nails on myself,


My friends thought I was going crazy.



I tried to tell them all about you,


And how I can never leave you,


The marks are from me trying to get you out of me,


But I guess what they say is true,


It’s not the world, but me that going crazy.



And I blame you for all that is done,


I can see that smile on your face,


As if you are mocking me,


But then, it’s me that’s refused to let go,


So why should I blame you?



It’s been a month now, here in this mad house, 


But the world still appears to be the same,


With every passing day, your memory is fading,


I don’t know how long I will be stuck here,


But I know for sure, that’s the day you will be all gone....