I feel every inch of imperfection
My mind constant
I need correction
Everything falls in an instant
In complete delusion
I laugh at my mind
In utter confusion
Who knows what I'll find
When I open that journal
The demonic words
Make me nocturnal
Nov 5, 2014
Nov 5, 2014 at 11:45 PM UTC
I feel every inch of imperfection
My mind constant
I need correction
Everything falls in an instant
In complete delusion
I laugh at my mind
In utter confusion
Who knows what I'll find
When I open that journal
The demonic words
Make me nocturnal
