my feelings
they have become so confusing
the complexities
of modern life
have taken a toll
on my well-being

 

i’ve become so predictable

no longer analytical

little time left to think anymore

about who I am or where I’m going

 

i think I can remember a time
when it didn’t hurt eyes
to see the sun rise
or to know that i’m on my own
god, i’ve been in my own for so long

 

no longer analytical

i’ve become so predictable

little time left to think anymore

about who i am or where i’m going.

 

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