Lost face, found it, lost it, fuck it.

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Picking my face up from off the ground once again,
wondering when I will lose.
Brushing off dust that built up every now and then
whats underneath leaves me confused.

You show me, really, why I came about.
Consoling, leaving me ignorant of doubt.
Please carry me right now.
Lift this weight somehow.

Curious how I can and cant feel the same thing,
at the same fucking time.
I reach back and pull up an old childhood memory,
its there within sadness I find

You show me, really, why I've come about.
Consoling, leaving me ignorant to doubt.
Please carry me right now.
Lift this weight ...

Somehow I can't seem to dream up an out this time.
Maybe this is all there is for me.
Hope this is not the last breath I have, I
would think that there's more there to see.