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..Soft Focus..
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IP:
Another day-ja-vu of opening my eyes to exsistance of regret
Losen oxygen to my brain from stress or lack of death I slept
Go to bed to die or awake while asleep who knows the answer
Nobody really it's another miscomception of realitys cancer
Supposibly theres portals for ghosts and lost souls for after life
Am I able to believe this or is it another conjunction of hype
Leading me to an essance of a marvelous cent of depression
Failure and achievements locked in a sequance of agression
Tears roll down my face like the rapids to a river so casual
I'm longin to no wrong from right fake from real its emotional
Hypicrital boundries of persiverance believe what you see..or
Believe all so you open all wisdom and unlock certian doors
This state of reasoning or is it a state of paranoia to infinity
Never ending doubts about life and who is the key authority
God, Jeesus? Or is it the devil and haties comit or astroid?
Names mean nothing just test questions getting me paranoid
Resulting to why the hell am I writting what am I really doing
Is there somebody beside me that I can not see..I need tuning
Balance of fiction hate lifes restrictions i'm caught in resistance
Tryin to go beyond and above elavation but theres no distance
Just a phrase for instance 'reach for the stars'..why the stars?
Are they bars to a cell for the heavons shining glowing scars
When I look in the mirror is it really me i'm seeing or another
Galaxy in the glass that wonders the same yet tobe discovered
Questions yet to be answered true meaning is a conspiracy
Tobe unanounced we're puppets in lifes drama show..
...thats my mind theory
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