I tried to change but nothing ever changes maybe I should just be glad it stays this way I tried to change but it only feels contagious and I know it’s not the right thing anyway sometimes I think if I just stood still and waited for them all to catch me nothing would ever really change at all and all my time would slip right past me so why am I doing all of this if I can’t see where it’s leading? lately I ask myself too much is this really what I believe in? every beginning has an ending like a rose with only thorns I’ve climbed too many broken summits crossed the line I crossed before now I’m standing in a field of mines and we’re only pieces on the board sometimes I think if I just stood still and waited for them all to catch me nothing would ever really change at all and all my time would slip right past me so why am I doing all of this if I can’t see where it’s leading? lately I ask myself too much is this really what I believe in?


