The Story So Far

Lately I'm exhausted to the point I'm having troubles to sleep Darkened thoughts kicking my nerves And words I wish I never said Idealistic compromises To excuse my presence here It's getting heavy but I understand There's no real option there I don't know if it's okay to share it with you, 'cause I'm sure that someone will have to ask why and when and how it came to that point I had to suffer such a big sense of guilt that I couldn't dare to try it again, but today is different You go on... So many ways to damage yourself, and still The others are better than you Born as the envelope of suffer Dictator of your nothing Haven't shed a tear in years Tornadoes on your chest But when it will all end You'll put a stop to shame Many times in my life I thought there was a chance that one day I could overcome whatever kind of complex that I have As it turns out, it's just wasted grey matter, but I don't care anymore, 'cause my hands will choose once and for all You go on...