I've learned every moment holds no perfection
Bottomless pit seemingly becomes frondescent
Rinsing out the dark without a resembling sire
I hope my never-resting time will lead to an ephemeral desire
Clutching at the straws whilst clutching a hidden phase
Until denial will untangle on a pale misselling display
Apparently you must pity the world or it'll belittle you
Mask me please, it'll be easier to talk to you
I'm quick to deny that opulence can help with coping
I'll run through barricades of questioning and the whispers roaming
In a gaudy spring, pondering on what door to knock on
Only to figure out that what I find attractive isn't fond
*All my burdens and all my fears will not be gone
I don't want to be a drag but
*For the first time in my life, I don't know where I belong