Is everything like it should be?
In this moment in time.
Feels like life is against me,
As if I'm walking the line.
Separated from feelings,
I have learned to burn the bridge.
That walks me back over,
Where I was once the fridge.
This moment in time feels forever,
Since I have once returned.
I used to be oil on water,
But now I'm done – I've burned.
Silently I wonder,
What has come of me?
If I'll ever be who I once were,
Completely and utterly free.
This moment in time has changed me,
Beyond the point of repair.
I'm on a backdrop of nothing,
I just don't really care.