Sin
I don't know where to start
So I'll start with my heart
The mellows of my soul
Highs and lows
I'm sick of desperation
Lack of patience
How do you break this?
There would be nothing to break
If I didn't suffocate
My own self
It's been 10 years
More than that
And I'm still sick
I don't want to admit
Sin has its addictions
I've heard happiness is a choice
Everything is, so they say
But how do you know
What really was your road?
Or when emotions
Took your path astray?
One moment you feel good
The next you stressed
Good thoughts at first you would
Until hex killed your bless
With nothing left
I blame myself
It was I the whole time
That drained myself
Over stretch and strain myself
Outsource, force train myself
But the pain I felt
Was all within brain of self
I didn't need to go anywhere
Looking for gold
Nothing is worth the value of soul
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