wind in my sails..
i go for days
always changing, never staying the same
the winds which collide with my threads of youth; potray my passed experiences and unfolds a truth..
youl never know because you dont care to know the deepest of things
you think its all bullshit, a waste of times of inflection defeat..
yeah, i want to bleed out my fixtures but you see it as weak..
the tought of a blade across my skins makes my throat swell and makes the knees weak..
what am i trying to prove to you? i dont know..
You're one of the strong
You're one of the strong ones, keeping your boat afloat, with wind in your sails. I hope you discover new places as you sail on.