there's nothing on my mind anymore but getting out, and honestly, i'm not sure i know what i'm trying to get out of.
there i am, wondering, where did i go?
sitting out on the back steps late at night praying that one day i'd be able to find myself.
even if myself, was in some other person.
these days, i've lost touch with everything.
in a room full of people, i'm just looking for me.
i have ignored everything.
