every breath gets easier ;

[anti_beauty]

i find myself singing the same songs everyday--
ones that make me feel good,
when things behind the smile ain't okay...
around & over & in-between the seas,
i need to be on top of a mountain,
where i can be see everything
'cos this paranoia's getting old...

now as i open my eyes to start another day--
i'm in a pile of puke, empty bag of excuses...
my love for friends & family, you know i need them.

& under a sun that's seen it all before,
my feet are so cold--
& i can't believe that i have to bang my head against this wall again...
but the blows, they have just a little more space in-between them...

gonna take a breath & try & try again.