am i sleeping? is this a day dream?
my imagination is restless, it engulfs me
are you here? do you have something to tell me?
i don't know anything anymore..i'm too drained

too many expectations

vaguely uncertain to why this has become me
a withered vessel and no explanations
i don't want to be here, how do i change this?
i scratch away at the surface
stumble on scattered pieces
are these all my options? where are all my choices?

it's looking a bit cloudy in there
feeling a bit foggy in here
same ol' illusions and disappointed peers.

waiting for me to slip on a *****
waiting for me to cut with a knife
waiting for me to hang on a rope

to be continued..