Break Through

Break out Break in Break up Screw you breakthrough Sometimes you wanna know whether it’s true or if it’s beyond thick plated hues of concrete slate just to wait. I’ve always thought was true is true but these shields conceal what you wanna feel. Now snap through the strands and strands of all the cool bands you wish you thought you knew. they said, break through. break through. all the things that you wanna do, all the things that’ll make you new. So Breakthrough…. threads and threads of the worn out bed shed not the dust of you but his crude shrew. sunken mess under seas rip tide to hide your pride, you’re not the johnny he seeds as you chisel up the trees. up to the leaves the bent and spent memories rooted just to be cut through. It’s now a breakthrough. Now you break through. all what was thought in you, all that you thought was true. So Breakthrough…. We live being taught to not be distraught tie the knot to untie the knot because it’s not the tie that we ought to be., it’s a lot…We look at the glass and time in the past when we past on that last class to down and screw. From then until now the doors blockade our charades constantly captively misleading the way. The slam the shut the maze is a maze when amazingly lost one can be. It’s sick to know you have to trick the thick phase of a hazy maze to lift. But now you break through. you break through all the things you said I couldn’t do, all the things That you said you wouldn’t do, that’s on you, that’s the why I break to break the breakthrough. Conceive the receipt, not soft bedding but rough wool the dust and strands and the tempest of the shrew who will never be you. So break through, break through, break into all that you want to do. Now you’re free to be you, you’re free to be true, leave that old blue you techtonic and dull it’s past and it’s now the new you… and break through. You’re new. True you and break through. This is you, it’s you