The times we've had, they're not all bad.
The wind is blowing. Her baby's showing.
Wrong information and misperceptions,
They paralyze my mind.
I need a guide, to survive.
I find myself asking why?
I'm going mad.
I do some stupid shit,
really dumb things.
Why?
I have no idea.
I am losing it.
So many times I am completely lost,
and then I can be found.
I sometimes have an idea as to what direction I'm headed.
Then other times I have no clue.
It's a cycle.
Clock work, as someone once told me.
I want to change.
I really do.
I hope I do.
I have to.


