Miserably happy in a current relationship playing the role that society deems normal. Masking the depth I knew with a shallow latte. Unable to put the needle to the vinyl. Gone is what I knew, and you replaced it with the things that make your friends happy. But hey, smile for the camera.

I can’t seem to find a way out of my own way.

Running in place.

I know what I want, yet I still don’t get it.

Looking for some cosmic energy.

A push.

Push me. Push me in.

Wired awake

Background noise checks in with a cracked line

Familiarity reaches out

Like an addict, feed my head til I stare at the sun

Don’t come down til I feed everyone

Sometimes I feel depended on

Not an addict, not an addict depending on

Synthetic ways to get me high

Just a once traveled road

Used to get by

Disillusioned by fame

And to catch the habit just one more try

Is to feel fulfilled

And to visit the hallowed grounds

Of all the dreams I’ve killed

Question the answers

They bled on you, but never for you

Mascara tears

Paint on your new smile and crown

Mask childhood fears

We bang the wall

You call down uninspired from above

Twist some lines into lies

Scream to the mother, fuck her and him too

Each lash is blood on the rise

The older I get, the younger I feel

I try to hold on to any form of freedom

A song may take me for the moment

Bring me to 1988

Familiar smells and unlit roads

Yet not a star in sight

The wiser I get, the older I feel

I’ve heard this song before

Such a familiar voice that I now share to my own

We stand twisted in the moment

Untying the knots of our time

Not taking a breath and looking up

I’ve severed multiple forms of life

Grown apart from the pains of youth

Content for the moment with mediocrity

Somewhere buried is the truth

I’ve faced a demon or two

Shook hands and cracked a smile

We faced each other and found comfort

And cast our judgements into a pile