can someone please just disguise me from the world from which ive come in and undone in loney seconds of years after then the memories echoing like laughter happy but im sad too cuz innocence leaves you lost in this field all surrounded and by yourself and no one can help no one youve met so far but whos ever really met you? im so lost when i look behind me to see where ive been the pictures are so real and bleeding its hard to deal and my eyes sting with the wind from broken years come to blow me away in every word ive come to speak or spoke or that ill say its so hard to live but i have my reasons not to die but at seconds and intervals of weeks and time & clocks ticking i forget why i just dont give up and succumb