so i find my way home again

the streets all mine another night

of searching for a truth

in our lies wasting precious time

forcing impossible of convincing myself

it'll work out tomorrow

try to follow the outline of what should come

to be only to find

i'm overcome by fatigue

an empty routine created for show

has become just another escape from the world

fabricating our mock progress

faking smiles

no one has to know the bleakness face to face

with our undying will to make it just scraping

gathering all pieces to complete

the picture still hoping for comfirmation

that this will never end respond to accusations

from my thoughts in need of answers

for where we are submerged into diluted

efforts can't manage to pull out

i've told myself

i'm not tired so far a devotion too strong