Is it this time round,
That i stick to what am told,
Open up the ignorance,
And take my body back,
Watch others do it so casually,
Not much effort it looks easy,
Determined to lose it all,
It's something I've been told,
Time and time again,
A few small words that hurt,
And leave marks the size of craters,
In a mind already sabotaged,
Tired of wandering round blind,
Not knowing where i am heading,
A road of uncertainty could be clarified,
If i take a back seat this time,
So instead of running my way,
Maybe if i step aside and listen,
And perhaps this time,
I will walk along side beauties,
Is it as easy to spoil it,
Than to start from where i left off,
Stop mouthing excuses for my chewing,
It can't always be a sin,
To blame yourself for things they've done,
Do we always have it coming,
With our own objections we welcome failure,
Should i never testify again,
So this time round once again,
After i fasten my laces and tighten my ponytail,
i will skip down a road already paved by me,
No crumbs left by Hansel to follow,
Not tempted to eat them if i stray,
Instead of calling it quits when things get rough,
i should think of my greater things to come,
That's to say i don't f*(|< up this time,
Again be a failure in another day,
How they just stroll by my window,
As i watch the clouds sail high,
Rainclouds a tinge of crimson and splat on my sill,
Oh plenty of my reasons could justify,
Why making a change is to much effort,
And many of my excuses would say,
I am running away from my own truths,
i have enough of my troubles to stumble,
But thats what this is about now,
To make a someone proud of me,
Cause i am just a problem of this century,
Not getting anywhere to far from home,
Or disappearing to much for anyone to see,
Being told they don't notice,
Just makes me realize i hadn't,
And brings a new found optimism,
I'll do everyone a favor starting now,
Just don't worry if i trip and fall a bit,
i will stop my selfish ways,
And start thinking what a mess I've made,
Now how to clean up after myself,
So you won't find out me from before,
I guess it won't matter much,
Once i ain't that person anymore,
You wont recognize me when i give it away,
Just one thing that bothers me -
