Pressure of work not done right
a darkness to explore no light.
Emotions as a distraction
a once ever wanted attraction.
Personal growth going fast
a grade and time that needs to pass.
Feverish skin burns with laughter
a sickness gone, it'll come again faster.
Rythem of blood pounding in my ears
fantasy to reality, as is my fears.
Color of cloth, music and life
a reality concept i cannot fight.
Tender moments imprinted in time
gone for the moment, again i'll soon find.
Blue eyes are the lifht to bring me out of my fog
to help me be strong, yearning for a love now gone.
