Obscurity…
Almost a blanket of blankness
Hear me when I say this
What a shame its
Not so complicated
The space around us is blameless
Suspended in a state of sameness
The similarities are shapeless
Faceless
These beings that I'm faced with
Are tainted
Complacent
It's like every move I make
They make, adjacent
Im going fucking insane and
The only thoughts that come to mind are dangerous
And the people I'm surrounded by aren't the sanest
And for some reason I can't seem to abate this
Feeling that I have,
Inside
Goddamnit
This is my mind
So why
Does it feel like every action I make ain't mine?
Stop and rewind
The presence over my shoulder just keeps lyin
And I'm not sure if I can make the right choice this time…
Is that fine…?