I'm standing here on a line.
A line I drew.
So of course the argument on both sides is good.
And of course I can't make up my mind.
In the middle every way looks the same.
Which confusion is like a night.
Life that assists death.
Questions I assume I know the answer for.
What! Why?
Jump onto a definite road.
That it leads straight to chaos.
Rest on my feet because it seems stable.
My feeling show when his back is turned.
So now I'm back on that damn line.
And it really does all look the same........
from here.
Anytime I stray from this position,
I end up going right back.
Afraid of where I'll end up.
She tells me to close myself off and walk.
Open my eyes when it feel right.
If I end up?
Where will it feel right?
Erase the lines and I'm still nowhere.
At least anywhere I go will be somewhere.
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