The sway of distance

A suffering march

Lives tremble on and on

We usher burdens that see us through

Blinding light emanates guiding me from within



For I am just part of who I was back then

Where we were. When this all began

Inside this vision I am no longer in control of my own life

Sickened by surroundings. Occupied and weak

Tangled and desperate I expand



I am paper thin. Lines etched and carved from misery

Somebody help me please. Because I can never leave this place



I am afraid of becoming you

I'll deconstruct my self 

For I am just a part of who I was

Where we were. When this all began



Something inside me. I cannot fix

So we begin again



So send me to my grave



Lives tremble on and on



But we are just a perception of a common theme

We are something more

I pretend I am better

I disconnect

Searching and believing

That we are something more

I pretend I am better

I disconnect