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The Knowing.
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In Madness of a Dream. i'm having trouble
standing on the leg i feel
beneath me,
sometimes, it's as if i'm falling
behind me, where i come from
and
where i'm going,
all the roads are winding,
all my life i've been ignoring
just trying to deal with the self inflicted pain
i go through
just loving this outside world
with no limits to my adapting,
but everybody has their story
a lot like the one i read, through what you told me
and damn i never saw it coming, again
seems my heart is only for the breaking
more hurt than anger, feels ugly
like i'm unworthy the way i let emotions throw me
i believed stupidly, but now suffer in the knowing.
