Overcast - Aesthetic Perfection

searching for something

walking endlessly

for what seemed like days

and if you wait for me

ill wait for you

grasping to hold on to what i cant see

it is coming back

it seems that ive forgotten the way to continue on

this broken down road

push carry on

i wont pretend

that this is my life

hollow words make paranoid people back down

this is not this is not this is not control

i thought that i had control

i thought i could keep control

i thought i would want control

i thought id never lose control

theres no reason for this

just please forgive me

hoping for something

passing time with an endless trail of smoke

throat burns

choke on cigarettes

ashes fall and scatter

that old familiar blue glow

red eyes gaze

this is not this is not this is not control