Why do i feel bad again? I shouldn't be sad or miss a grin. Doubt creeps in and doubt creeps out, Skews the view from my cloud. Troublemaker tempting fate, Questioning the path i take, Showing me the twists and turns, The forks and points of no return. I would hold my breath so long To wash ashore where i belong. Broken roses on the steps, Like promises i never kept. Promises i never made But could have honored anyway. Tied to years, slave to fears, I will always hold you dear. Tired, troubled but sincere, Wishing... fuck the rime. Wishing i had a time To wish you mine. Every day i choose to spend the rest of my life with her And every day i break the molds of lives and worlds. I already miss the things that i will never know. I will never know the things that i've already missed.