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Rain drops hitting windows and the streets pass by too fast, a welcome face, a second glance and then you'll slip into my past. Maybe one day you'll be a story so enigmatic or legendary and on that day in a sorry state then I can stop believing.

I've been gone, for too long.

Inside my head, I guess we'll all move on.

Youth is wasted on the young, I feel ashamed to be the age I am, the revolutionary spirit died and with it went the sense of pride that kept us all on the same side and a code of conduct on our mind. I look to the past for better days, before we gave away integrity.

Scenario, scenario spinning in my skull. You're what gets me through the night, without you I'd be lying awake crossing over double negatives and staring at the question marks scratched deep with ink and restlessness. Hollow bones just filled with air, I float through days, I'm barely here. My nerves are shot, can't grip, can't walk. Teeth made of ash and eyes in shock. Forever chasing question marks.

Is it worth it? Another fight, another question, penniless and unrepentant.

I'll move on, find someone, find somewhere, avoid the sun. If I can't, I'll just lie here, invalid and fate unclear.

Breathe in, breathe out, poor soul, pure doubt, breathe in, breathe out. Call me old fashioned, but integrity's a bastion. For what it's worth, my eyes are set. I'm steady here; I'll keep my breath.

Riding here I'll fall asleep, thinking of how things used to be when my head was clear and my mouth was free, and when inside jokes didn't run the scene. I know its a little hypocritical to comment on what i didn't create but this just seems like a point someone has to make.

I'm not saying its your fault, I just want to bring about a change, and I'm not saying you meant it, just that you're ruining this place.

All your words were just fools gold. You dropped your lines and left me cold. Through two black eyes and broken teeth, I guess it's hard to hear me speak.

This is not a trend, I'm simply sick of fake friends who'd rather sell you out than rally round you when it all gets hard. I never want to let this fall apart, but the strain of holding it together is breaking my arms. I'm so tired now - I'll keep a watchful eye over people and crowds and quietly think about when quiet voices were loud.

I walk around with reckless abandon, the sun in my eyes keeps me from where I'm going. I never thought I could ever change, I'd be this way until I was face down in my grave.
Like the sun through the clouds, your hands came down, grabbed me by my wrists and dragged me out. I still spend a lot of time looking down but I feel safe for now.
It's a constant, the fear and frustration. They pull on your ankles and keep you from moving. Eyes pressed against the glass but still unable to see it. We are alone and the feeling is constant.
I saw nothing in time for me, I saw a constant collapse. I saw unchanging, eternal and unbelieving. I saw fear and regret and sorrow and torment. I saw long nights, long days and nothing.