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Confusion and nonsense ramblings |
| i can't help but face the difficulties in life exactly as nothing goes to plan how crumbling rumbling pieces of the floor confiscates what is left Changes no changes i can't keep up with the style always half a mile away from the dreams or is it really dreams that portray these feelings i want i know i can't i search finding what? Exactly first of all none of it is understandable? Searching my thoughts for straight answers straight feelings can't seem to grasp so disoriented in this time? pressure, facing situations my mind crushes my scull it's attitude so uncomprehendable sudden exhileration but then it stops it starts again in a rush and comes crashing to a hult once more once undecided now is not the time to face these accusations? questioning the meaning of life such fondness for feelings tearing through the dreaming again and again |