(the carelessness of all things meaningful)

perhaps i'm in the middle of when time stops and starts so weak but understanding of those moments we chose to part and if minds could just collide well then i think we'd all be doomed damned inside this fucked up capsule like a body in a tomb so you say it's all a game well i think it's so much more if not then why give a damn what it is we came here for and if you want the unattainable then why even stay here so paralyzed by 'what ifs' that you live in constant fear so you think you've got it figured out as if you're here to stay and if i'm just too much to handle feel free to walk away you don't know me or the things i passed by in those darker days well there was a point in time where i thought i had things right my mind resting upon vivid dreams fading beautifully out of sight and you can try with all your strength to make a difference on this earth even if you're blessed a genius it's just a fucking curse flaunting echoes as empty as that hole inside your chest forgive me for thinking you were better than the rest well me i'm just the same my heart is cold as ice i can't be hurt or touched and i won't make the same mistake twice perhaps i'll just dive into the furthest thing from what is real so long as i can stay this numb and never have to feel