Burning Bright.
I felt like there is no need for conversation. Some questions are better left without a reason. And I would rather reveal myself than my situation. Now and then I consider my hesitation. The more the light shines through me. I pretend to close my eyes. The more the dark consumes me, I pretend I'm burning, burning bright. I wonder if the things I did were just to be different. To spare myself of the constant shame of my exsistance. And I would surely redeem myself in my desperation. Here and now I express my situation. The more the light shines through me, I pretend to close my eyes. The more the dark cosumes me, I pretend I'm burning bright. The more the light shines through me, I pretend to close my eyes. The more the dark consumes me, I pretend I'm burning. There's nothing ever wrong, but nothing's ever right. Such a cruel contradiction. I know I cross the lines, it's not easy to define. I'm born to indecision. There's always something new. Some path I'm supposed to choose with no particular rhyme or reason. The more the light shines through me, I pretend to close my eyes. The more the dark consumes me, I pretend I'm burning bright. The more the light shines through me, I pretend to close my eyes. The more the dark consumes me, I pretend I'm burning.....I felt like there is no need for conversation.