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Rambling words to try and describe how I feel.
It's never enough, just a distraction from what's real.
I'm always distracting, making endless excuses.

Finding my way out,
Escape reality, that's what rolling is all about.
Its the numbness I desire,
What I wish to acquire.

I wish to live in a constant trip.
As I sit here and bite my lip.
Never want this feeling to go away.
I can never do just as I say.
Some feel out of control, feel their heart race.
This is what I crave, I call it rolling face.

They probably do it for the high,
I like it because it induces a blank mind.
I'm not addicted to the way I feel,
It's the lack there of. what helps me heal.

I am finally in control of my emotional state.
I live in any life that I choose to create.
Insecurities and doubts quickly go away.
Words cannot describe what I am trying to say.

Theres a small part of me that knows it's wrong.
But the waterfall is still what I long.
I can feel the words to each and every song.
Flowing through me, how could this be considered wrong?

I see it as a way to clear my mind,
Break down the ways, I constantly hide.
My eyes begin to shake,
I want to feel like its too much to take.

I could sit here and write for endless hours.
How this small pill just devours.
Its like it sucks all the pain away.
In this blank state is where I wish to stay.

I never feel like I do in my hole.
It's life the pathway into my soul.
I'm very sorry if you do not understand,
On the moon is where I wish to land.