Take time
Look through the hole
Fill it with lost gold
Breathe out what takes hold
Decide when to fold
Reality strikes and cuts right through
A mind divided
Fearing the life that you once knew
Despite it all
It's justified at your discretion
And i can see it in your eyes
In due time you'll become your reflection
And what I say won't change your mind
Forming Lines
Snapping the nerves
Fighting with the words
Breathe out what takes hold
Decide when to fold
Verbal distress in smoke filled rooms
Blinding you
Reminding yourself that you are you
Falling back

INVIA LE CORREZIONI