Taking stock once again
Hate how often I start to doubt
All the things I was sure of
Take a breath - let it all out
Still questioning reality
Or how much is in my head
Understand it's all perspective
Nothing's certain till we're dead
Don't you get it yet?
Still listening to me explain
Lacking all I needed
I'll only cause you pain
Keep tracing these same circles
Each repetition digging further
Cutting deeper and deeper
Etching out everything we ever were
Let the pattern fade
Or drown again in doubt
Rectify reality
All I can ever do is let it out
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