Promise Me, Promise You

Falling to the floor, hands touching your own filthy guilt Too much attention is a lesson I learned, a building no longer Standing still The weight of pressure and understanding is the scale I failed to balance, like the blinded part to my free will Not greedy for money but communication Is similar to a poor man eating half of a meal, and means to waste it Might as well spark the flame and resume your mentality blazing I usually don't pin-point other's mistakes but at times I'm illustrating A photograph meant to be left alone as I still manage to recreate it Accepting and moving on is the key I could not find Envision me with this effort to keep trying Painting an image of what I desire most Hope for all and my conscience to stand tall, self-fighting A battle zone in your mind dome Too many feelings weakened, carry me home My acts of annoying the boring people who don't want to talk Seems to trigger me strongly, I continue on flossing Make perfect out of nothing, read this message in white chalk Every lie is bought and every dawn is another moment It's about time I walk Away...