For years, I sang for a band;
spitting rightous words that meant nothing to me.
And now I guess it's irony
that i'm living a life that means nothing to me.
Not to say that this isn't my passion;
every word i'm writing is true depite the lack of attraction.
So i'll just keep living a life dead inside.
Only hoping to find some hope.
I'm scaring myself.
(where is the line between crazy and fine?)
I need to find some answers.
(to seemingly meaningless questions)
Things that once gave me joy,
seem to pull it out of me.
Leaving deep black holes,
filling with doubt about the kid I used to be.
Will I ever see him again?
All my hopes and dreams.
How long can they breathe?
I'm scaring myself.
(Where is the line between crazy and fine?)
I need to find some answers
(to seemingly meaningless questions.)
I'm only hoping to find some hope.
I would not wish this feeling upon anyone.
This useless feeling
of being a useless being.
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