Drowning in toxicity
Wondering what will my life be
When will I climb above
What was meant to be true love
Moving on means nothing but
Paddling inside a futile rut
The gears of life are all but stuck
And you have to wonder who gives a fuck
Where are those country roads to home
The ones we’re not meant to walk alone
The ones that promise the same old song
The ones that take us where we belong
Find your feet and lose your mind
Unlearn the dark and find the light
Toss the scorn and hold the kind
Tell yourself … you’ll be alright
© hazyshadesofme
Hazy Shades of Me 