climbing

building us up

tearing me down

lifted back up we are climbing

all of this time

drifting right back to the ground



suddenly, suddenly, suddenly, suddenly



questioning, and saying

our opinions, they're failing

they're constantly changing

our ignorance, remaining

we're hoping, and waiting

we're living, but dying

while tring to find out

my meaning isn't planned out

come to the conclusion

might as well be an illusion

while trying to find out

i did nothing, but shut out