I find serenity in the strangest places,
comfort in the strangest faces.
I scream for sanity,
and long for something,
more..

But more is sometimes less
but less is sometimes more.
and why do we want something
and then get it,
but run from it in the same instance?

Do not give me time to think,
I will take my thoughts
and run far away with them
and you will never hear from me again.
Instead whisk me away with spontaneity
don't give me time to think,
don't give me time to analyze my path
or fixate on my past.

The only thing we can hold true
is the time we have at this instant.
Tomorrow could never come
And two weeks ago
you were in a different place
And two years ago
you lived a different life
So make due
with what's left.

Show me,
that I am worth
all you say I am
make me believe again
and again and again
until I know for sure
that fairytales don't exist
but my own twisted,
****** up, distorted reality does
and it all makes sense.
to someone, anyone
and not just me.