back and forth it goes my mind is doing that **** again you know, when you avoid difficult decisions but they come back to haunt you and so you lay awake in the dark listening to anything and everything to shut it off
it's unavoidable the brain will taunt you
so you start to talk to yourself in attempt to find some sort of reason a reason for all the struggles and all the pain, the very same storm that sends the flooding rain Soon enough you're drowning and at this point it's sink or swim; barely holding your head above water you're praying to be rescued and it's then you realize life's a game
that even if you're pulled ashore you'll be back in that **** water and laying in the dark again.