in trying to make up what i have lost

a million seconds passed

so i'm imitating time langing tricks that i can't land

have you seen my knees? be kind

i'm trying not to hide that i'm horrible but i am

i am not aware of anything around me, like me

if you're wondering why i'm screaming at me



i'm shaking with nervousness at what i'm to ask

what's this all about

how gullible am i?

i guess it's impossible to predict what's next

old habits seem to find a way to latch on to you and I