we live in the little things
its the little things that should bring joy
an unexpected smile, reflected
little things grow deep roots
should
the thrones beneath still linger

try to understand
witness the violence
the flow of memories break when the bombs go off
interruptions
forced to grow up quickly
understand where its coming from
its a big deal all the time
shocked and adjust to the changes
what are you looking for

can you hear my heartbeat?
i feel nothing
outside the space between where we all vibrate at
off the bitten path

i see you're unhappy
but I laugh inside
not to mock or ridicule
astonished that you consider it torture
ignoring your present situation
ignoring your predicted future

i'm the bad guy, perfect

it must be hard
to sit in front of a couple and listen to their problems
how do you put yourself in their shoes
how do you live a life
and come out the other end
how do you live a relationship
for years
FOR YEARS
and steer their ship
school?
studies?
the problems grow deep
roots reach the core and suffocate
20 years distilled into hour chunks

interesting

i want to be better
but i can't fix impossible

I've created a story of perfect colors
but you seem to find the flaw, the cracks

you feel forced sometimes

the power to decide always lay with you
always

i've known but a really long time
and i've accepted it
weather or not i can say it aloud
i've accepted it

i smile at the years
i smile at the memories
its not nothing
its not everything either

the future sometimes feels bleak
running through the paces
home is all i have
hope is all i grasp for