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What are you waiting for?
All the shit that hides, behind my eyes.
The pent up anger, the bullshit lies.
I thought I could change it, that I could just get away.
But it's the same old shit, just a different day.
Now here I am, a thousand miles from home.
How can one, surrounded by people, feel so alone?
How long will I make it before I'm too far gone?
All too often seeking solace within my own mind.
Knowing that what I seek is not there to find.
Changing emotions and mood swings.
Caused by the constant chaos this life brings.
At home, you'd think it would all just go away.
But it's still there, seething, making me enraged.
I feel like a beast that's been caged.
I've carried this shit with me for far too long.
Tried to reach a place where I am comfortable, where I belong.
Addicted to adrenaline, always running at full throttle.
Seeking a way to escape, all I find is the bottom of the bottle.
Is it madness, or just pain and sorrow?
Perhaps ill be sober enough to let you know tomorrow.
Waking up every day, knowing that it could be my last.
I loose an hour; I loose a day, watching my life slip away so fast.
Is it worth it, or is it just a waste of time?
