ventilate as I dissipate, and seek to erase and rearrange fate but shit I'm already late... It's myself I need to vindicate but why,why is the world lacking why are some slacking yet Rest is essential growth is monumental why then do I cause others pain swimming in a pool of the mundane with regret of things that haven't happen yet puff away on another cigarette my problems I don't want to unveil I don't need my hand to be held these are the cards that I've been dealt who would be one that has ever felt the love of loss and the sway of going astray Seeing beauty it's almost unreal it seems there is something that I can't fulfill Not enough energy put into being still there's trouble understanding what appears to be real Not sure what I'm looking at -staring in the mirror How do you make reality any clearer keep it bright because you just might be promised another day So don't let yourself get in the way