Soul Trash

My inner compass…

Sometimes I wish that we could all forget
Your figure fades into a silhouette
But I hear you breathing
and I’m done believing

We’re painting portraits, but this canvas stays blank
If this life is a gift, then who do we thank?
You’re desperate for the answer
It eats at you like a cancer

Second guess what we know best
Rest assured we’ll never rest
We’re holding on so violently
I’m not the man I used to be

Your head polluted with unproven thoughts
Twisting theories into bigger knots
And I see you bleeding
But I’m done believing

You can’t accept, so you distribute the blame
It’s the same picture with a different frame
But you’re desperate for the answer
It eats at you like a cancer

Second guess what we know best
Rest assured we’ll never rest
We’re holding on so violently
I’m not the man I used to be
I wear this mask so you can’t see me
I put on a front, so you fear me
I feel no guilt, I show no shame
I’m just  a face without a name

Tried to avoid it, but I’m weak to the bone
My inner compass points me to the unknown
But I still keep running faster,
Someday I’ll find the answer

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