Im still speaking on these unspoken words.
im trying to speak on a story thats untold.
im not quite ready to face the world.
or im not quite ready to let my life unfurl.
im still confused, and not so sure.
im slowly putting these pieces together, but i dont know what for.
this scene im livin in is so uncharacterized.
and for everyday im livin in, theres a new surprize.
theres no music, and no background.
and everyday a smile is turned upside down.
the story goes on, but not for long.
its less of love, but not like a song.
people face the reality that there will never ne sanity.
but the only one that really realizes is me.
