it was always this a routine it could have been different but it is in line going out of line the usual unusual design the impending death of routine the beginning of the changing times.
some days you start with a want of change, but the change changes you in so many ways, it has its consequences, constantly changing, no matter what and you are stuck in the routine resist it even if it is a good thing but mostly it is bad rarely it never is.
known problems follows a routine but unknown it is a pandora's box you never know the enlisted routine to follow ahead tweaks and tricks and, back to the road.
it challenges you changing your views doesn't listen to you you don't know who to turn to it is so out of discomforting comfort zone.
I know it is imminent the make and break of routine I am rarely going to pass my years just like this inside my bedroom with the closed doors.
It is happening I cannot follow my previous year routine, talking to same five people I have known you have replaced me from your routine, It is changing, I am changing so are you You don't need me the way I do.
The jitters building up A psychological blowup Welting in the pit of our stomach As we are wishing for luck Mentally preparing For what’s coming Keep on hoping To be the best as we are nearing Close to the very biggest Most important step to us Breathing for tranquility- in and out Losing ourselves, just about Deep breaths Sad attempts Calm the nerves Mind moving through curves Scattered pieces Mentality ceases
Minutes turn to seconds Limits go beyond- The bar Reaching the stars
The feeling i get when i'm about to perform... each.. and every time...
All emergency crews can not shovel or Can not do anything until those blizzards Come to a standstill anytime and anywhere Simply because all works will be useless ... The whole life is down and that is enough to tell The whole people anywhere and everywhere ... Man is weak creature in front of God's authority ... The whole image is completely white and wonderful,but The whole life is down to its bones anywhere and everywhere ... Blizzards are cruel tyrants simply because That's it ... We're all besieged by those blizzards endlessly .... We feel like our inevitable end comes closer ... Either we give up or we pray God to protect us .... We can not hide our faces from what's going on ,but We need to admit our weaknesses in front of God's fate ... As long as blizzards persist in hitting us like this ,then We have no choice until everything back to normal ....