seems like the good times are over
Everything feels like it falling down the drain. I feel the angst reflect itself back on me from the shine of the dishes. Frozen at the sink, the only place where I feel like my life is moving. All the pieces are coming together, but the problem this time is the pieces are wrong, there are too many. This puzzle will never be solved, but it’s always building. I always feel like I gotta sort things out, put it all together, but I never see anything in the end.
Sometimes I catch I glimpse of what could be the future, but all the important parts are missing. I don’t know if they’ll just never be there, or if I just can’t get it together yet. There are definitely certain pieces that I wish would fit. They don’t want to fit. and of course there are things that i wish weren't a part of my life, but they just won't seem to fade away, they always seem to fit within the frames of my life even if i wish i could could them out. all those wrong pieces fit together, but i dont want this shit.
I wish I could put together the other pieces of my life so I could hold on to the only parts that I want to keep, but I dunno. Maybe those crucial pieces are missing, or maybe I just don’t know how to sort out all the crap I’ve got and make it work. Gotta make all those pieces appear and sort them out and put it all together until I finally assemble something that I can claim is my life. I just need something I can look at that resembles sense, something I can aspire to. Something that I wanna hold and someone who wants to hold me back, hold me just as much as I want to hold them. But I just feel so lost. I just feel lost in all these pieces that don’t fit together.
Sometimes I catch I glimpse of what could be the future, but all the important parts are missing. I don’t know if they’ll just never be there, or if I just can’t get it together yet. There are definitely certain pieces that I wish would fit. They don’t want to fit. and of course there are things that i wish weren't a part of my life, but they just won't seem to fade away, they always seem to fit within the frames of my life even if i wish i could could them out. all those wrong pieces fit together, but i dont want this shit.
I wish I could put together the other pieces of my life so I could hold on to the only parts that I want to keep, but I dunno. Maybe those crucial pieces are missing, or maybe I just don’t know how to sort out all the crap I’ve got and make it work. Gotta make all those pieces appear and sort them out and put it all together until I finally assemble something that I can claim is my life. I just need something I can look at that resembles sense, something I can aspire to. Something that I wanna hold and someone who wants to hold me back, hold me just as much as I want to hold them. But I just feel so lost. I just feel lost in all these pieces that don’t fit together.