You thought  you started new, but I took a toll on all that’s new
I needed to refresh the page to my story
To many hiding secrets are catching up to my glory
Overused love has lost its power, honored to be in your hour
I made sense when I was lost
I came across to all that was tossed
Wasted feelings are for restless beings
I needed to be up on all my dreams
Awakened by  my senses and surprised by my tensions.
It’s been an unpleasant ride, but I roared through chaos like a vulture.
I was hungry for adventure and keen to endure it.
I salute my chaos it never seemed to bore me.