Vision is watery, eyes completely flushed
Viewing the solid ground, shoe kicking the dust
Limiting correspondence with those who I struggle to trust
Head Hotter than the Earth's crust, I bond with the flames for fun
Rejection is rough, especially when your reflection stares at you because you're the only one

Fiddle with this pen as if I'm going to be famous someday
Extend each vocal to fully grasp what consist of my pain
Some angel's say I'll breeze through the thunder and rain
This is what I gain from rearranging my life around, to be vomiting a crucial weight
If I express the motive for freshness, God might notice my patience
While I'm waiting for a key to see the other side of the gate
My entire soul I give, but sick of my current suffering, feeding off the negative trait
Obtaining a family ticket to a new world
Probably the only place I'll ever meet a girl
Sometimes my mental state is on the north pole
But soon I'll propose to a heavenly ghost
A spot for Edward to go forward
Metaphorically a cell that consistently grows