| changing everyday..yet things remain the same.. same yelling screaming and pleading for freedom... but your mass confrontation keeps pushing me to the edge... its a never ending circle..that never strays to the side.. why does it always have to come to good people.. to the people who have their lives stright...or what assumed that is correct...how am I to breathe knowing youre here... knowing that I have to wake up to another day of the same..shit... I am tired of it all...tired of me..tired of you...most of all.. tired of life...trapped in walls of stones..looking for the closest exit.. I get closer and closer but it seems to take too long... so I stop...in the same place where I began... |
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