The Truth Of It All
I’m spiraling
And spinning here people
Doubt
Confusion
Doubt
Confusion
WALL!
I feel as if I am functioning at 230 miles per hour
Yet I’m here
At a stand still
The ideal is forward
The hope is be headstrong
Move
But which way
When up and down
Back and forth
Side to side
The action of it all
I feel as if
I’m stumbling
And I will fall face first
Into disillusion
Back peddling
Just to catch up
I need a break
I’m broken
And I have broken
I need a break
Yet I’m breaking
Cracking
Coming unwound
I’m fraying on the inside
And the wear is beginning to show
I cannot hide
The outside
Is no longer
The illusion
It once was
I’ve been found out
I’m spiraling
And spinning here people
Doubt
Confusion
Doubt
Confusion
WALL!
I feel as if I am functioning at 230 miles per hour
Yet I’m here
At a stand still
The ideal is forward
The hope is be headstrong
Move
But which way
When up and down
Back and forth
Side to side
The action of it all
I feel as if
I’m stumbling
And I will fall face first
Into disillusion
Back peddling
Just to catch up
I need a break
I’m broken
And I have broken
I need a break
Yet I’m breaking
Cracking
Coming unwound
I’m fraying on the inside
And the wear is beginning to show
I cannot hide
The outside
Is no longer
The illusion
It once was
I’ve been found out