Cold and alone under the sheets,
curled up to escape from the outside world,
no more faking for today,
just tears, heartache, and solitude.
Lie here listening to the outside world go on without me,
not a beat skipped,
wasn't a note to begin with,
just an insignificant dot on the bottom of the page,
a misspelling that cant be erased,
just tolerated and read over.
A simple mistake.