I am lifeless.
A puddle of lies among the sun.
Judge me.
Tell me who I am and forget my name.
Just another face on this already crowded mountain.
Grasping for air.
I can't breathe.
Stupid enough to swerve left to right.
Unable to find the middle ground.
Hiding the journey, and disguising my heart.
Why can't you trust me?
Am I not capable?
Does 19 mean nothing?
Passion was robbed from my soul.
Whatever that means.
I am here.
