I believe in something, but that something; what is it really? Lately my mind, has gotten a little haywire, I’m skeptical if indeed all is well, after all.
Oh, what I’m talking, oh what I’m writing
Oh, what I’m reading.
I had promised to be steadfast in doing whatever that I believe is right, but sometimes it’s just too overwhelming, sometimes I wish I have someone special to share all of this burden, sometimes I wish things were easier to handle, sometimes I wish everything could’ve been different.
All will be well, even though deep inside, truly I know it’s not gonna be that way, and this life, is only possible through lying.