Sep 13, 2006 00:10
Things are looking fine,
maybe on the outside.
The Season's stirring me and I can't control my instincts.
Emotions blocked out,
I left you strung out,
I struggle to be free.
Gentle masquerade,
and I can't control my actions.
How did things wear down into such decay?
How do I express the way I feel today?
Feeling out of touch,
striving to stay sane.
How do I explain what I became today?
Running from myself,
trying to forget,
but regret will never leave me.
Emotions blocked out,
I left you strung out,
I struggle to be free.
Humanity's charade,
and i can't control what's happening like I should.
How did things wear down into such decay?
How do I express the way I feel today?
Feeling out of touch,
striving to stay sane,
how do I explain what I became today?
And I'm hiding from these rays,
they're penetrating me,
and I realize I can't theorize your pain.
Searching for the right words to convey.
Time will bury choices I have made.
WIll I learn with my mistakes?
Or will I be stuck here,
in complacency,
in the wake of these neon lights.