find a way to find a way.

fuck what you think about being happy.
It's a hoax.
Once you're finally happy, and reach the pinnacle,
you've only got one way to go; it's down.
So far low.
Lower than anywhere you ever were, when you once thought things were grey,
But all it really is, is you've never felt so good.
SO make me mediocre, esteem has thorn-ed my side,
I once tasted perfection, but told her it wasn't right.
Fuck all security has to offer, I'm not ready to be tied,
Im more man than one man should be, but not man enough try.
My lungs don't feel with breath now, my heart feels like a well
the source that's full of living, just enough till anger swells.
I could break through walls and crush a skull, I could fucken kill right now,
I'm just about to lose it all, but i've never quite known how.
I'm gonna prevail. Gonna bottle up this hurt.
I'm gonna find a way to find a way to avenge these words.
For now... FUCK.