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..Sometimes I stall upon the past, and stand in shock upon my decisions,
Sometimes I get lost in the exhaustment of my visions,Sometimes I wish I could be in the hospital, just to honestly see who would visit, Sometimes I feel as if im trapped behind these guidelines and expectational bars of a prison,Sometimes I feel as if im complete, but something is obviously missing,Sometimes I wonder on how people can proceed to do wrong
While I am fighting and doing right and still struggling to maintain and get along,Sometimes I wish I could fly past my internal expositions,
Sometimes I feel as if im stranded and secluded as afraid from these preluded transitions,Sometimes I stand alone just to prove a point from my perspective of my position,Sometimes I wish to throw away this joint and turn my life around, to start to realize things in life lie to still stand efficient, Sometimes I find beauty in imperfections and mistakes,Sometimes I find time to correct rather than to be so quick and eager to replace,Sometimes I decide to realize than criticize to try and make an actual attempt to relate
Sometimes I seem to laugh, because when I find the chance to shine I never seem to waste or take the time to hesitate, Sometimes I relapse and examinate beyond divine,Sometimes I get suprised by the lies when I actually feel as if I just arised, Sometimes I feel as if my uniqueness grows wise, since im used to fighting alone, well baby I've just arrived
But to emphasize or consider that the main message replys,
That sometimes I find if you intertwine the vines and guidlines of your mind, past the eyes of anothers external disguise, your reality will be revived as applied, once you find the inner parting talent that descretely runs afraid to raise, to hide beneath the lower class and actions of the inside.
-Angel-
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