are weak in
your design.

perhaps one day
i would ask you
what you were dreaming of,

and then perhaps
you would ask me,

and i will reply:

*" why were you not there?"

Take quiet seconds alone to ponder and to breathe
Yet this silence has become nothing more then my enemy
I’ve become the target
Always unable to win, always under the pointiest pin
Always the dimmest of lights, always the darkest of nights
I’ve lost
But in the end, I’ll have the only laugh
Cheers to a defense mechanism perfected
And to a mind frame demented
Yet aren’t we all born insane?
Lost and afraid, unable to communicate
Only able to scream like a madman lost
I’ve lost
Don’t we all grow from experience which is suppose to give us that sanity
Now more knowing yet more afraid, unable to communicate
Only able to scream like a madman lost
I’ve lost
Have I missed the boat?
You all got shipped off with some sort of sanity
To enjoy large campuses of pure vanity
While I’m left chasing whatever sanity may be here
In this town that proves to be trapped with only fear
And he and I can bet, that he and I have never met
Yet from his absence, I hold one thing those sailors will never
The beauty of change
Because to accept change
You must create it yourself
You must master it
You must tame it
You must simply change
Consistently constructive but constantly carefu