Broken Loop

About two on a Friday morning Here I am lying on the floor My reflection on a tilted photo seeping Through the frame while I'm laying still, weighed down by guilt to the core of not being a responsible sibling; Of taking a creeping path of lying to protect the society that did nothing but wore me down and put me in a quod of losing myself and all I've ever known; And breaking all the rules only to end up fading before I know it; Oh! But made me laugh like crying As I wiped my tears, I'm now feeling the best way to learn is to unlearn more and more of the fabricated lies we learnt growing up and now we are born again in this amazing world, so, it's about time we swore to be ourselves and as I get up startling, Hey! The photo isn't tilted anymore, darling!