too much to find,so much so little time.so many images persist to share my mind. Will i ever come around or will i just hit the ground? Will I still be standing when it all comes down? Why can't I seem to sort it out? Why am I always filled with doubt. SO many people everywhere,so self-absorbed with out a care of their viral lives.I'd like to bleed them all. When all is drained who shal hold? When mindless bodies screw tortured souls, will somebody be there to catch me when I fall? Why cant I seem to sort it out. Why am i allways filled with doubt. How could I always be so blind? Why cant I figure it out? I could always hope for change,could always hope to rearrange. But why not just abandon hope and tear it all apart,now?