I try, I really do.
I try as much as I can to take steps I think should lead me to my supposed crown,
But that's all I ever do,
TRY.
It's all I'm really good at.
I need some sort of life map,
Taking me effortlessly through my paths,
Walking me freely between obstacles,
Dragging me in a dramatic sway through failures and disappointments.
My mind knows to say Need.
For all I have now is myself,
And I'm doing a rather good job,
At drowning myself in the quick sand.
And a beautiful show of not finding myself in the chaos.
I don't feel lost,
I am lost.
YOU ARE READING
Words.
RandomLife gets dramatic, and the only way to keep up with that much drama is putting them into words. Who knows, maybe one day you'll read the scripts and enjoy it.
