It's Hard To.....

It’s hard to be me when I don’t know who I am
It’s hard to be free when my mind is a prison
It’s hard to see through the fog and traffic jam
It’s hard to see the ghosts of those who’ve risen.

It’s hard to be me when I don’t know who I am
It’s hard to be the person that everybody once knew
It’s hard to see the cracks in my emotional dam
It’s hard to see how my perfect life went askew.

It’s hard to be me when I don’t know who I used to be
It’s hard to be somebody whom you’ve never known
It’s hard to see the damage of the falling debris
It’s hard to see through the darkness all alone.

It’s hard to be me when I don’t know who I used to be
It’s hard to be the rock that others expect of you
It’s hard to see that real life has no guarantee
It’s hard to see the all the debts that we accrue.

It’s fucking hard to see………..

Salvage

If I could not find a way then I must try to salvage part of my day
Thinking, breathing, debating about time and the spaces between
When nothing compares with everything and no solution is found
Hide and seek, remember and forget the past and present

See you hanging around ducking down behind the corners
I never could explain what I’ve seen and don’t believe
Failure within success, inspiration of voids in life
All the weight falls on me crashing the world of make-believe

If I could sell my soul for a piece of mind
Then I could make the wrong seem right even in the night
With daylight fading faster and the night lasting longer everyday
I still don’t know where I belong, neither here nor there or in between

Life is not what it was before; all these dreams I’ve never seen
It seems too far to reach with the mistakes that plaque my existence
I’m not ashamed only afraid of exactly who I’ve become today
And who it is that will stand before God on judgment day.