Imaginary

Staring at this blank page for way too long Trying to make sense of all of this I can't change what's on the outside Trying to spit out my perfect image Forever starting over from scratch Never letting my past begin to latch Why can't I decide on my mind Why can't I think All of this has clouded my judgement Making it hard to breath Tunnel vision at it's finest Seeing only what I need It's never what I want But it's always what I get I don't know how much more I can take Until I break Everything in my head seems to fall out Spilling onto my empty canvas Everything in my head seems to fall out Spilling onto my empty canvas All of my ideas are wasted making all of this fall short Destroying all threads of hope, losing my ambition The only hole in my head, is my hollow empty skull Without a mind I'm useless, since I can't use it I'm mindless The only hole in my head is my empty skull Relapse, and try to focus Relapse, and try to focus Relapse, and try to focus Relapse, and try to focus Relapse, and try to focus Relapse, and try to focus Relapse Relapse