Woe is me and my head My ship is heavy w burdons for no one to see Keep up appearances on the outside; make it like art While letting the insides slowly break apart Long strands of hair make a beautiful mess The tangles tie between my mind and what is going on outside But i feel them loosening their hold on me fast fall away from me slowly in the breeze like a friend saying good bye you were fun to try Even my body knows I have to slow down. Time to weigh in what is binging you down So i went to war I loosened the grasp on a dream or two ...