Cerulean

Life has always been A struggle with normal And if you don't pretend It can control you Get a funny feeling This could all be real How do I contend If I don't feel How soon bliss begins Beyond the bitter end To find where solace is In the heart or in the head Too many times Spoke too soon Too many lines Tangled fuse Darkness in my mind Giving way to light Stormy seas of stress But I refuse to fight Take me back instead To vacant stares and laughter The only thing I dread Is waking up