Why do we do the thing we do?
A question that I don’t yet have an answer to, and I hate not knowing the verdict of such great outcome
Why... I don’t get it
We lie
I lie
I’ve dug a hole so deep
And I’m left alone,on my own drowning.
My hands by my side not reaching out
Knowing if I do I’d get pulled back by the draft.
So alone I’ll stay
Alone I’ll survive
Alone I’ll grow
Not hurting anyone else.
For i am the dark hole I’ve created.