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Drifting by
My life feels like a movie.
I'm not controlling it.
Just watching my path,
from the outside looking in.
I'm so lost.
Who am I?
How do I find myself?
I hit that point agian,
the point were life just doesn't feel like liveing.
My bodys reeling for me to do something.
My mind says no,
but my heart just says go.
It's not a specific directoin just those two letters,
that answer should be easy.
It's just confusing.
Were do I go?
What do I know?
I need to jump of a bridge,
and maybe the experience of death will teach me how to live.
I feel like I cant even breathe without fucking my life up,
more than it even is.
Please dear god,
help me.
I curse your name in vaine,
because you put so much weight on my shoulders.
That i'm about to collapse.
Your suppose to fix the problems I face,
not make them harder for me to figure out on my own.
I feel like my life is a race,
and I just cant keep up with the pace.
I know your trying to teach me how to live,
but you make it so damn hard.
That giveing up feels like the way to go,
now theres no way to know.
Which path ill choose to go. [/font][/font]
I'm not controlling it.
Just watching my path,
from the outside looking in.
I'm so lost.
Who am I?
How do I find myself?
I hit that point agian,
the point were life just doesn't feel like liveing.
My bodys reeling for me to do something.
My mind says no,
but my heart just says go.
It's not a specific directoin just those two letters,
that answer should be easy.
It's just confusing.
Were do I go?
What do I know?
I need to jump of a bridge,
and maybe the experience of death will teach me how to live.
I feel like I cant even breathe without fucking my life up,
more than it even is.
Please dear god,
help me.
I curse your name in vaine,
because you put so much weight on my shoulders.
That i'm about to collapse.
Your suppose to fix the problems I face,
not make them harder for me to figure out on my own.
I feel like my life is a race,
and I just cant keep up with the pace.
I know your trying to teach me how to live,
but you make it so damn hard.
That giveing up feels like the way to go,
now theres no way to know.
Which path ill choose to go. [/font][/font]
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