To Whom it May Concern P.4 Half Assed Lines

Telling myself these half-assed lies
With this half assed piece of paper
I'm desperate at my desk
Scribbling down
Freaking inside
Throw the shit out
It hurts

These half assed lines
I mistook this
For a verse
Verses you
Verses me
Verses them
Who are they?

I mistook this for a life
But it's a lie
A hoax
Oh, woe is me
Through these halls
How dark can these hallways be?
How far can I fall
Before I break
Because my heart's on this shelf
Inna jar
Where my mind should be

I don't know what to think
I can't act by myself anymore
You took my freedom to think
Away
My freedom to act
Actually act out
Is all I know

If only I could get this shit off my chest
But it's stuck inside
Like a knot
Like a ghost
Of what I once knew
But can't grasp again

Cling
Cling to everything I once
Thought I knew
But now can't prove

How do I say
How I am afraid
Of flying
Free
Of you
Of this
Of everything holding me down

I can't stay in this fog
While I lay here with this hurt
These shadows of doubt
Gripping my mind
Stinging wraith
Darken my eyes

Rose colored glasses
Means all red flags
Just look like flags
So much fun
To run
In