I write it all out,
Everything that builds up
But lately it has just got too much...
To choices and decisions
I did and did not make
The life all around me and the part that is fake
The burden of responsibility
What never asked to exist
Then maybe the fact that it did before my own exit
The information that matters
Diluted in mass
Wondering what era I\'m a part of on this stage or this map
For my ability to connect
To others has felt inadequate in fact
As those moments of now become more frequent
I find my time standing still
Lost in my energy that won\'t heal
To be a part of this world is coming constant repeats
No I don\'t want to march and hear someone talented speak..
I\'ve already listened and the change is ready in me
What needs to happen is what\'s never been done before
To go deeper in and reflect before we walk out the door
We\'ve been at war all our lives, to free the spirit we left behind
Maybe then
Souls like mine will not lose track of time ...