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Brain Meltdown in 3,2,1.
"Whats the point" i say
Slowly feeling discontent, wanting to be so far away
From this damned catastrophe
Of that story about her and he
Thought i should write something
Let out my feelings
As if i would accomplish any mediocre meaning
To explain why from time to time i feel as though i need to unwind...
Every vein in this body and slowly disintegrate
Mould in with the fog lose each and every trait
Just sometimes i cant find the meaning
Of all this lost time and lucid dreaming.
