Mind in a haze,
always in a daze.
Thinking of fore coming threat, hopes.
With many heart notes.
We say we're one day going to break through,
But all our heart,
contains a turmoil zoo.
That rears monsters with drinking tears.
The hopelessness,
fear of reality.
13 hours..
Oh, that weak tower.
We push so hard,
reaching for the top.
Keeping our head up,
Looking for pops.
Adults sealed lips,
Lies once told.
Smiling with zips,
The shrill fear of wimps.
&& all you can say is "quitter".
