It's today again and where have I been
Out searching for tomorrow
I'd give up on my quest for gold
But I beg to be spared such sorrow...
What was the price
Of all the life I sacrificed
All the love I compromised
I am the one who never lied...
Tomorrows run away
From every new day
Living come outside to play
Neurotoxins transmit messages in my brain
Depression from which I cannot refrain
Yet somehow I remain quite sane
Out here caught in this pouring rain...
I dreamt about a desire so deep I cried
So beautiful and unattainable yet still I tried
I tried to hold on as long as I could
My words are so often misunderstood...
I look at my wrist, I have no scars
Never felt the need to crash my car
Or burn in hell before my time
Self-mutilation is not my crime...
Yet my moment of satisfaction subjective
Blackened by what I was formed to believe
Unable to meditate, I can only dream
My mind is a vacuum to the extreme...
from the dust...we were formed
How convenient a scapegoat
to blame for personal faults.
Or perhaps we are a product of
all are own unique experiences...