• Rocks fall down,
    from the sky so high,
    they're falling so fast,
    it's like they can fly,

    They tumble and crash,
    and out the mountain,
    they hash,
    until it all comes to a big giant smash,

    I can't relax,

    because my head,
    feels like a rock,
    the only difference,
    is that it talks,

    My mind tells me words,
    and I rely on them,
    even if I know,
    to most they offend...

    My feelings and emotions,
    feel almost if,
    they're in slow motion,
    it's an arms race just to catch up with myself,

    Who I am,
    and what I want,
    is the big question,
    it just haunts,

    I can't keep thinking,
    that everything will be okay,
    when it's not okay,
    but that's something I can't say,

    Only words tell stories,
    and Only action takes action,
    All of that I have of me,
    is just a little fraction,

    I'm tired,
    I'm worried,
    and I'm stuck,
    in a hurry,

    Like I have to run a million miles just to get some time to myself.

    It's not true,
    and I'm not even blue,
    What I'm saying to me,
    I'm also saying to you.

    And that's just this entire philosophy that I keep picking at.
    Who really is who anymore.

    Where did every thing go,
    since 4 years ago,
    Everything just seems so dim,
    and all this life feels so slim,

    There used to be nothing to worry about,
    when today, 2012,
    There's everything to be wrong about,
    God I can't help but scream and shout,

    And even the things I thought I never would never lose I lost,
    and now everything is just gone and done its just over.