Taken

the time is now, but why does it feel like i am praying
catch up with everythingG?
hopes that once were on fire are now doused by the
lack of effort. maintaining a certain image all for
the benefit of others, but this is me,
i scream. surrounded by things that matter,
things that are real. people would kill to be where
others are. surrounded by things that matter,
things that are real. questions arise quicker than
i could ever answer. a place in your heart is all i
ever wanted, wishing something would stick.
pen to paper, a simple task that requires a thought.
so deep, so profound, no one would believe.