living another lie
why..do I
keep falling back into the same sh*t
what you expect me to see
what you expect me to be
and live in a world
..not free
why is it so hard
for me to figure it out
and these freaking clouds
these empty crowds
In my head
all the tools
but an empty shed
2 steps back
1 step ahead
got a whole bookshelf
all the books unread
thoughts still unsaid
but my heart burns cherry red
brain washed and spoon fed
it all fades away
these words I said
I guess I'm right
I'm still the walking dead