dont we need fear?
to feel alive
that strange feeling in you chest and those weak legs
it makes you want to say "i love you"
you get inpatient move those fingers and while your at it bite those nails.
at this point time moves as fast as a snail
your mind becomes a jail and your right to bail has been revoked
you get aggravated and twitchy like you havent had a smoke.
people can talk, but visiting time has past
ther is a smile on your face, but a demon knocking at your mind's door, knock knock... "hi" ..."when was the last time you felt so alive?"