i can't help but face
the difficulties in life
exactly
as nothing goes to plan
how
crumbling
rumbling
pieces of the floor
confiscates
what is left
Changes
no changes
i can't keep up
with the style
always half a mile
away
from the dreams
or is it really dreams
that portray these
feelings
i want
i know
i can't
i search
finding
what?
Exactly
first of all
none of it is understandable?
Searching my thoughts for straight answers
straight feelings
can't seem to grasp
so disoriented in this
time?
pressure, facing situations
my mind crushes my scull
it's attitude so uncomprehendable
sudden exhileration but then it stops
it starts again in a rush
and comes crashing
to a hult
once more
once undecided
now is not the time
to face these
accusations?
questioning the meaning of life
such fondness for feelings
tearing through the dreaming
again and again
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