The same

making and collecting memories. another sunrise with untimely company,
who’s showing the way out ? and who’ s violently whispering ? that they might romance this chance to become my enemy (again) ?
no love, just a silent stair, no questioning  ,just the relapse of pretending your capable to care,
and in the years to come, I’ll put myself right back into the same, and nothing of the real you will I have gained...... a rat infested vessel,  that we call friend-ship set sail by
The mighty king of all headtrips....