Clean canvas

I'm looking for a clean canvas
To fill with art
To deposit the surplus
Of my heart

This one that one didn't work
Maybe there's a trend or pattern hidden in the murk
Feeling overworked
Don't know when I'm gonna stop
And realise
That it doesn't matter if I'm in love
It doesn't matter if no one's ever enough
To stick around
Not let me down

I'm so sick of painting
Pictures in my mind
Never get a rest from
This hell of my design
Yeah I wanna run away
From my day to day
It's ever so mundane

I've been living inside my dreams
But the sun is high
No longer can I make believe
I've gotta look life in the eye

Decrease myself give away
Anything to them stay
Not ok
Have to find a way
Even if I sway
Find a way to keep the light
On
Cause it doesn't matter if I'm love
It doesn't matter if no one's ever enough
To tend my ground
Leave me unbound

I'm so sick of painting
Pictures in my mind
Never get a rest from
This hell of my design
Yeah I wanna run away
From my day to day
It's ever so mundane

Tears are streaming from his eyes
As they might in tranquil falls
No one knows why he cries
He couldn't help but be a fool
And now he's up late at night
Wondering if he was right
To make the choices he did when
He didn't think things would end

He had this one that one
They didn't work
Never was trend
It was only ever rotten luck
Turn it to the ten
And back again
Reset the system
Maybe then they'll miss him
Never did they listen
Couldn't see the vision
This is his admission