Lost Paths

Sometimes you have to lose yourself in order to find yourself. Lost Paths I know this place, yet i feel so lost, I know these people, but they're strangers. There's plenty of life, but its drought, Everything's fine, but feel danger. The air smells so sweet, but tastes so bitter; Its clean here, but full of litter. I see fine, i feel blind I'm looking for something, but what do i find? How long have i been here? Lost in this deep puddle of fear fear that follows, stays close near i must get away from its gaze so leer This abyss of darkness has opened my eyes I must leave here before i get consumed by these lies. Finally i am able to introspect contemplate what it is i seek this world is too perfect, it's imperfect Tis its perfection that makes it bleak. I have been engulfed by the flames of inferno Entrapped, in the fallen angel's bosom I must isolate myself from this infinite chasm Rather i be a loner than a mourner. I know this place, yet i feel so lost I must take whats mine and leave fast. I run, run to lose myself, run with my only possession, my heart, i run to find my self, find a new place, a new start.