I try to find the right feeling to take it all away. It's so loud. No noise can drown any of it out. Every way I twist and turn to get away. There's no escape.
Maybe over time, maybe I just need more time, but over time all my plans seem to fail. Nothing is ever good enough. I'm never good enough.
The right idea doesn't seem to exist, and I don't feel the person to make it. It must be because I am wrong, and how can I ever be free from myself?
If I could just silence everything I don't want to hear, but my mind refuses to be still. Sensations drive my state beyond awareness. Driving me towards despair.
Maybe over time, maybe I just need more time, but over time all my plans seem to fail. Nothing is ever good enough. I'm never good enough.
The right idea doesn't seem to exist, and I don't feel the person to make it. It must be because I am wrong, and how can I ever be free from myself?
If I could just silence everything I don't want to hear, but my mind refuses to be still. Sensations drive my state beyond awareness. Driving me towards despair.
