i wondered down a long dark hall lined with pictures of all my falls the pictures played out one by one a drug overdose a police chase and a gun the time i stole and didnt get caught those times in juvvie all for not broken hopes and shattered dreams my insanity continued i started to scream promises broken the times i lied this is my life?or have i died? the pictures stopped and i did as well waiting for charon and my ride to hell i looked up my eyes wide one last picture at my side paints and brushes i did glance i was given a second chance im older now and the hall is long brighter this time as i move along im not done yet but i have learned fast i can paint the future not recover the past
