It is a paradox full of lies
Nothing ever changes
Portraying a simple life
Full of joyful conversations and exchanges
But deep down
Its always there
Keep getting touched
Feeling my whole body beat
Its too much
And scare away
Walking in circles
Im afraid
I want to believe in miracles
But I can't
Tried locking the door
But it keeps finding a way
Cant take much more
Energy depleeded
And I let it stay
Hoping it will take me away
Smothered in my own hope
Something will be different
Loosen the rope
But im acting indifferent
Keep getting tired
Tired of it all
The pungent fragrance
My mind is in fall
The leaves decaying
It might end
When is it done playing
I hope
The tighter it becomes
The less I breathe
Struggle is less
Comprehension long gone
Just noticing the experience
And coming along
Eventually I will feel again?
Eventually I will feel?
Unclear intentions
An empty husk
4 walls built
Non meaning pretentions
Anxious and obnoxious
Scraping the bricks
Air escaping, nails dissapear
They fall down
My arms fall down
All of it unclear dont know why it
Lashes me every time I think of the
Obvious addiction of something I
Never had in the first place which
Ends on one condition
Just somebody let me in
Im not immume to the pain
I would commit every sin
If somebody would stop the rain
