Scenic Route

I say things

Don’t always

Look the same as they used to before

But as long as i

Stand here

I continue on the scenic route

No need for detour

And i always tell my self

I represent my own branch

Like smoking trees and fallen leaves to alter my stance

I guess I’m coma

And I guess that it’s better

Cause the days are getting warmer

But hey

That’s just the weather

Take a look in my endeavors

All the holes in my sweater

And my lessons my stakes

Haters think they look clever

Watch all skies sip into a beast and darkness

Like this solo-minded

All the stories that I’m guarding

And harbor and these demons

That knew so well

I’m gonna used to the hard the odd decided and fell

To my death

And i defined and realized

That I’m stucked

At the bottom with all the lies

And i’m ready to try my luck

I say things

Don’t always

Look the same as they used to before

But as long as i

Stand here

I continue on the scenic route

No need for detour

And i promised myself

I would keep looking ahead

But i got suicide affects

By the demons in my heads

So i just stand there in the rain

Just looking up at the sky

Questioning about my future

Asking myself just why

I can’t take a step forward

Can’t take a step back

Now i’m tied up to the rope

So all the luck that i lack

Gotta swallow the pills push back the anxiety

Now i look at the scars that i’ve created in me

I guess some just growing up too fast

Gotta keep moving forward

Gotta stay on track

Gotta keep going on with my life

Gonna enjoy the moment ‘till it’ll be alright

I say things

Don’t always

Look the same as they used to before

But as long as i

Stand here

I continue on my scenic route

No need for detour