is tomorrow really a new day
or is it just the same,
repackaged and renamed?
i still feel the same.
did i really ever
make a change?
am i cursed
to comfort by the lies...
i tell myself.
i guess not as easy
and counting every piece
and numering every line
and telling yourself everything will be all right.
when sleep fades with the memories of fonder times
for you to believe this one,
i cant expect you to cut loose every noose
i wrap around myself.

i feel the floor dropping out,
just let me swing myself to sleep.
leave me in the darkness,
leave me to my peace.