I seem to be forever drowning in a sea of stupid,
where the waves clash with my mind,
like a never ending confrontation.
The smiles of the family only reach out to a certain point,
Brings my happiness to a medium level,
and they drain my soul of boredom.
I watch the heat melt the things it touches,
and i watch the cold freeze it over again.
Summer turns to winter, and winter into spring,
The cycle of life is never ending.
The end is feared because it tells of horror,
but the horror isnt engraved as a definite future,
What they are fearing i dont know,
Everyone dies but not everyone lives,
Their greed of not wanting to
