i'm tired of these repetitious sequences and all i do is walk on by. i feel like nobody. i must have no backbone since i can't bite back. i'm always the one to take the words into myself and fall.

i got kicked in the head so i started a fight because i knew i was right but i learned i was wrong. all the things i once felt were nothing more than a slim chance of loosing you. and i built myself a ship made out of sand searching for the sea to lead me to land. i'm blinded by my own fog lights and it's not even clear.

i know my father will never understand but i walk with him away from the light and into the night.

no, i don't think i can learn.