brainless, i am molding. breakdown, after breakdown, swallowing my pride, my beliefs, my everything just to hold on to what was "Good for me" my fits, my tantrums, i never experienced this as so young, but now, as i grow older, i want everything i can never have is ee what is not in my horizon, in my world. i know exactly what but yet, you dangle it away from my eyes, and i dont know what to do. i dont know how to breathe. i just kick and scream, my feet are dangling off the bridge, if i wasnt afraid to fly, i'd jump. farther than tomorrow, away from today. there is no past and there is no future to see, it's all right now, the more of an escapist you are the farther you are from living, the more you dream, and aspire, the closer you are to dying. if you kept life, out of the files, and into the now, if you survived without thinking what could've been, if you just puke out your memories, and ignore your impurities. you'll never have to live like me. |
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