by now, you should've some how, realized what you've gotta do..

and all the roads we have to walk are winding, and all the lights that lead the way are blinding, there are many things that i would like to say to you, but i don't know how.

i've been doing some soul searching, some in-depth discovery, and i've come to find that all my questions and concerns are no different than before. although i've moved on to a new level, i've become a completely different person, my insecurities still remain the same. i have no new answers, i have no explanations, only guilt that wears me thin. i've never felt so happy to feel my heart beating, but i've also never felt so dead from exhaustion.

i want to run away, i want to flee. i don't want to be visible, i want to move with the wind to wherever it may blow. i want everything i don't have and don't want anything i've obtained. maybe i was just never meant to be happy. maybe, just maybe, i was meant to be miserable. cause if that's the case, i'm doing a damn good job.